There was a wise old owl who sat in a tree, the less he spoke the more he heard, the more he heard the less he spoke.
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The beauty of a woman must be seen from in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart, the place where love resides.
Let my soul smile through my heart and my heart smile through my eyes, that I may scatter rich smiles in sad hearts.
The human heart feels things the eyes cannot see, and knows what the mind cannot understand.
Choice by choice, moment by moment, I build the necklace of my day, stringing together the choices that form artful living.