I have always loved words (probably why one of my majors was English!). I especially love words, when they show up where they aren’t expected. For example, in artwork. Here are three pieces of art I found in the store the other day, which I absolutely loved – gives the art a whole different meaning.
The meaning of life is quite simply, whatever you want it to be.
Love is like oxygen. You can’t live without it.
To laugh often and much. To win the respect of intelligent people and the affection of children. To earn the appreciation of honest critics and endure betrayal of false friends. To appreciate beauty. To find the best in others. To leave the world a bit better whether by a healthy child or a garden patch. To know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived. This is to be a success. – Ralph Waldo Emerson