Maxioms by Leo Buscaglia
A single rose can be my garden... a single friend, my world.
A single rose can be my garden... a single friend, my world.
Only the weak are cruel. Gentleness can only be expected from the strong.
Only the weak are cruel. Gentleness can only be expected from the strong.
I still get wildly enthusiastic about little things... I play with leaves. I skip down the street and run against read more
I still get wildly enthusiastic about little things... I play with leaves. I skip down the street and run against the wind.
