“Though solitude, endured too long, Bids youthful joys too soon decay, Makes mirth a stranger to my tongue, And overclouds my noon of day; When kindly thoughts that would have way, Flow back discouraged to my breast; I know there… — Anne Brontë Copy Share Image
“Take a tram ride today. Recognise a dear friend in everyone around. Speak kindly to yourself. It is only your thoughts that bring you fear. You've been through a lot. There is perfect peace in this moment.” — Dragos Bratasanu, Ph.D Copy Share Image
