Conversation of the Day

Me, lamenting the uniform consistency of the crusty French baguettes I had baked: "There aren't enough holes in it!"

Patience: "What are the holes supposed to be for?"

Me: "Air."

Patience, slamming her fist on the table: "Air is free. I want to buy bread!"

every moment is a new beginning

If we never fell down, we would never learn how to pick ourselves up.

If we never made mistakes, we would never learn how to correct them.

If we never got hurt, we would never learn to have compassion for people who are hurting.

If we never messed up, we would never learn how to start again.