Archives for July 2020

She will write a best seller if you wait a moment.

He will compose a jazz suite if you let the hours saunter.

They will cook a work of art that looks too good to eat.

I will try.

Why don’t you!?!

We’ll see this festive furlong bring beatific items into view.

Sore and wildly relaxed after climbing thousands of feet on a thin-air imaginary rope.

And it does have a benefit. Vividly imagined tastes, taste. Vigorously experienced exercise shows results.

We cannot bear the idea of confusing the symptom-giving illusion for the real thing.

That’s why we use a key every time?!?!

Sauntering along a curved passageway wondering what to say when we arrived.

The speech was a magnificent success.

Twenty people waited to speak to us after the talk.

Twelve had invitations to speak at their own events.

Two offered the use of their Lear Jet.

Two opened their homes for a stay anytime.

One offered to buy the book we had not yet written.

You get the picture!

I remember waking up each morning when I was 10 years old. I’m older than that now!

I remember how I felt, what mattered, who mattered, what made me happy or sad.

What happened then, each moment of each day was all that mattered. Tomorrow was not only far away, it was an unknown concept.

If I were upset adults would preach palpable nonsense, or that’s how it seemed to me, and tell me that everything would be alright tomorrow.

It’s good to remember the actual feeling of being a child, that way your words are likely to be more meaningful to a young learner-in-the-world.

A fence could be a subtle wall or the person who gives cash for a stolen Pucharostaro painting.

One of these sold for thirty-three billion dollars last year, the one with the haystack floating in the South China Sea, with the famous inset painting of a palm tree floating upright in the Atlantic Ocean thirty nautical miles west of the Azores.

When you get to see a Pucharostaro, do let me know!

I am trying to find a greeting card featuring the famous “setting the table for dinner” painted in the “early years” in Paris.