Sunday, December 12, 2010

A beautiful sunset .........



Now this is not the end. It is not even the beginning of the end. But it is, perhaps, the end of the beginning….



Never does nature say one thing and wisdom another…


How strange this fear of death is! We are never frightened at a sunset….


A beautiful sunset that was mistaken for a dawn…



Lost, yesterday, somewhere between sunrise and sunset, two golden hours, each set with sixty diamond minutes. No reward is offered, for they are gone forever…



If your eyes are blinded with your worries, you cannot see the beauty of the sunset…



Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky…



How glorious a greeting the sun gives the mountains!



There is a French saying: "Love is the dawn of marriage, and marriage is the sunset of love."


Know what you want to do, hold the thought firmly, and do every day what should be done, and every sunset will see you that much nearer the goal…

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