The faults of others are like the headlights of an approaching car – they always seem more glaring than our own.
The chains of habit are too weak to be felt until they are too strong to be broken.
Samuel Johnson
A baby is a small creature who soon ceases to be an armful and grows in to quite a handful.
The chains of habit are too weak to be felt until they are too strong to be broken.
Samuel Johnson
A baby is a small creature who soon ceases to be an armful and grows in to quite a handful.
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