A tired bicycle toppled over after feeling much too “two-tired.”

Why did the math book look sad?
Because it had too many problems!

Why couldn’t the leopard play hide and seek? Because he was always spotted.

Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul

Spring Blossom
Flowers burst in bloom,
Colors paint the waking earth,
Life’s renewal here.

If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;

Why was the math book sad?
Because it had too many problems.

Success is not final, failure is not fatal: It is the courage to continue that counts.

The only thing we have to fear is fear itself.

Shabi

@sb520