{life through the lens}: life is beautiful...
{life through the lens}: don't forget...
{life through the lens}: the desire to create...
{life through the lens}: What the caterpillar calls the end of the world, the master calls a butterfly.
{life through the lens}: For man, autumn is a time of harvest, of gathering together. For nature, it is a time of sowing, of scattering abroad.
{life through the lens}: A quiet mind cureth all.
{life through the lens}: When I read a book I seem to read it with my eyes only, but now and then I come across a passage, perhaps only a phrase, which has a meaning for me, and it becomes part of me.
{life through the lens}: my dream for the new year...
{life through the lens}: The tender word forgotten, the letter you did not write, the flower you might have sent, dear, are your haunting ghosts tonight...
{life through the lens}: “Only as high as I reach can I grow, only as far as I seek can I go, only as deep as I look can I see, only as much as I dream can I be.”
{life through the lens}: Peace is not something your wish for; it's something you make, something you do, something you are, and something you give away.
{life through the lens}: The value of a person resides in what they give and not in what they are capable of receiving.
{life through the lens}: I believe in pink.
{life through the lens}: around town...