Healers words
Every word is like an unnecessary stain on silence and nothingness. Samuel Beckett
Every word is like an unnecessary stain on silence and nothingness. Samuel Beckett
What good is the warmth of summer, without the cold of winter to give it sweetness. John Steinbeck
What good is the warmth of summer, without the cold of winter to give it sweetness. John Steinbeck
If the to man as it is: infinite. William Blake
Every word is like an unnecessary stain on silence and nothingness. Samuel Beckett
I didn’t come this far, to only come this far.
One day or day one. You decide.
Be yourself; everyone else is already taken. Oscar Wilde
Don’t let what you cannot do. John Wooden