All the world's a stage,
And all the men and women merely players;
They have their exits and their entrances,
And one man in his time plays many parts,
His acts being seven ages. At first, the infant,
Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms.
Then the whining schoolboy, with his satchel
And shining morning face, creeping like snail
Unwillingly to school. And then the lover,
Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad
Made to his
"Intellectual growth should commence at birth and cease only at death.
Be courteous to all, but intimate with few, and let those few be well tried before you give them your confidence.
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Accept everything about yourself - No apologies , no regrets. ( Clark Moustakas )
Do i have to cook again today ? ; )
I AM ME. In all the world, there is no one else exactly like me. Everything that
Updated 02-01-2011 at 11:40 AM by MuChApArAdOx