To feed the world, we must first learn to respect the limits of our planet.
Stray birds of summer come to my window to sing and fly away。 And yellow leaves of autumn, which have no songs, flutter and fall there with a sigh。
The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ, Moves on: nor all thy Piety nor Wit Shall lure it back to cancel half a Line, Nor all thy Tears wash out a Word of it.
Authentic happiness comes from identifying and cultivating your most fundamental strengths and using them every day in work, love, play, and parenting.
"I see everything. That is my problem."