“Roses of tomorrow will thank the rainfall of today.”

Those little paws gifted me the galaxy of a sweet home.

Be strong enough to bloom even in the storm.

Water your soul with sprinkles of self-love.

Wrap your soul with a blanket of kindness even in all odds.

Believe in the rainbow, rather than a wild storm.

Paint your scars with the ink of hope.

Embrace those storms that lead you to your waves of dreams.

follow the map of your soul even amidst all changes.

Allow your heart to paint a hopeful sky of miracles.

Some thunders are meant to mould your heart into art.

Those gun shots may take their home and wealth, but can’t change their heart.

Even the moon adore the way your brave heart beats.

Scars are lessons which reveal your true way.

Incomplete phases are still attractive, so do your brave heart.

Oh darling, melt your own soul with flames of self love.

Accept the storm before you expect the rainbow.

The best way to predict your future is to create it.

Optimists enrich the present, enhance the future, challenge the improbable and attain the impossible.

Everyone has a common, yet unique, responsibility to the future: to make the most of today.

Life is divided into three terms – that which was, which is, and which will be.

We have within ourselves Enough to fill the present day with joy, And overspread the future years with hope.

The past is over, the future hasn’t happened yet, the only time is right now. This can be your threshold moment of change. The next year of your life is going to go by whether you’re doing something about your weight or not. Now,

I know of no way of judging of the future but by the past.

There is hope for the future because God has a sense of humor and we are funny to God.