You might be poor, your shoes might be broken, but your mind is a palace.Quote by Francis McCourt about contentment
Love her as in childhoodThrough feeble, old and grey. For you’ll never miss a mother’s loveTill she’s buried beneath the clay. A mother's love is a blessingNo matter where you roam. Keep her while you have her, You'll miss her when she's goneQuote by Francis McCourt about contentment
Shakespeare is like mashed potatoes, you can never get enough of him.Quote by Francis McCourt about contentment
The sky is the limit. You never have the same experience twice.Quote by Francis McCourt about contentment