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Who knows the dreams of the unborn?
@MrCasablanca41
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) August 13, 2013
Who knows the dreams of the unborn?
Kind words can't erase the acts of cruel gods.
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) August 13, 2013
Kind words can’t erase the acts of cruel gods.
My daughter, glaring at me, "What is the sharpest thing in this house?"
My son, "My wit."{Beaten to the punch by a mouth full of tea.}
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) August 13, 2013
My daughter, glaring at me, “What is the sharpest thing in this house?” My son, “My wit.” {Beaten to the punch by a mouth full of tea.}
Yet while you're gone, a little bit of you remains –http://t.co/NT6v5iwldv
@Jacqueline_Czel— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) August 14, 2013
Yet while you’re gone, a little bit of you remains – http://jacquelineczel.blogspot.com/2013/08/murphys-law-and-muses.html … @Jacqueline_Czel
Though many things, we may do well,
multitask… we don't,@MarinaSofia8— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) August 14, 2013
Though many things, we may do well, multitask… we don’t,
Death is more than an absence of life, as darkness is more than an absence of light. Can't define what we don't understand.@tangosince74
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) August 14, 2013
Death is more than an absence of life, as darkness is more than an absence of light. Can’t define what we don’t understand.
Do the thing you're doing well,
or grant partial attention to the many things you're not.— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) August 14, 2013
Do the thing you’re doing well, or grant partial attention to the many things you’re not.
"there can be only one" – Highlander.
A truth, that is untrue,
each of us is the only one of we,
yet we're one of many,
and also one of few.— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) August 16, 2013
“there can be only one” – Highlander. A truth, that is untrue, each of us is the only one of we, yet we’re one of many, and also one of few.
For a non-visual person, the avatars of my friends mean much more to me than perhaps they should.
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) August 16, 2013
For a non-visual person, the avatars of my friends mean much more to me than perhaps they should.
By what way do we measure our day,
by dollars earned,
by time spent, in play,
by family, or friend,
or by smiles we'll never smile again?— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) August 16, 2013