Count your garden by flowers, not fallen leaves. Count your life with smiles, not tears and when your life has reached its autumn, count your age by friends, not years.
Butterflies don’t know the color of their wings, but human eyes know how nice it is. Like wise you don’t know how good you are, but I know How special you are.
Never walk away from true friends. When you see some faults, be patient and realize that nobody is perfect. It’s affection that matters, not perfection.
