I'LL LET YOU FREE IN MY NEVERLAND.

As you start and end your day, say THANK YOU for every little things in your life. And you will come to realize how blessed you truly are.

Don't you want to know what cookies is a code word for?' 'No! Good God, no!

A simple 'Hi' has potential to make you blush, if received from your crush ...

You may choose to live like a miser,” Leo said, “but I’ll be damned if I have to. You’re incapable of enjoying the moment because you’re always intent on tomorrow. Well, for some people, tomorrow never come.

As you know that prior to Search Enggine (google, yahoo, bing etc) our knowledge comes from books. And we often underestimate the cover of the book before reading it. Where the universe and everything in it were all neatly recorded in the book .. But unfortunately, lately reduced book reader interest. And tonight I say that the inspiration of the book far more powerful than anything .. Not even a lot of writers who took also into his imagination. Yes, I started to read.

I sort of fell.'Percy! Six hundred and thirty feet?

I WILL REJECT DEATH IF I KNOW HAND COME'but .....................We would not be able to resist the will of god.Whenever, wherever you are. May god is ready to take your life.And honestly death is only the secrets of god almighty one.

You hate birthdays yet pee your pants over presents. There is clearly something wrong with you,' Garrett joked.

Turning at the sound of voices, Amelia saw Merripen carrying her sister outside. Win was dressed in a nightgown and robe and swathed in a shawl, her slim arms looped around Merripen’s neck. With her white garments and blond hair and fair skin, Win was nearly colorless except for the flags of soft pink across her cheekbones and the vivid blue of her eyes. “… that was the most terrible medicine,” she was saying cheerfully. “It worked,” Merripen pointed out, bending to settle her carefully on the chaise. “That doesn’t mean I forgive you for bullying me into taking it.” “It was for your own good.” “You’re a bully,” Win repeated, smiling into his dark face. “Yes, I know,” Merripen murmured, tucking the lap blankets around her with extreme care. Delighted by the improvement in her sister’s condition, Amelia smiled. “He really is dreadful. But if he manages to persuade more villagers to help clean the house, you will have to forgive him, Win.” Win’s blue eyes twinkled. She spoke to Amelia, while her gaze remained on Merripen. “I have every faith in his powers of persuasion.