I was a girl in a land where rifles are fired in celebration of a son, while daughters are hidden away behind… — Malala Yousafzai Copy Share Image
Celebration is without any cause. Celebration is simply because we are. We are made out of the stuff called celebration.That's our natural… — Rajneesh Copy Share Image
She who reconciles the ill-matched threads Of her life, and weaves them gratefully Into a single cloth – It’s she who drives… — Rainer Maria Rilke Copy Share Image
