Maxioms by William Arthur Ward
The pessimist complains about the wind; the optimist expects it to change; the realist adjusts the sails.
The pessimist complains about the wind; the optimist expects it to change; the realist adjusts the sails.
When did I realize I was God? Well, I was praying and I suddenly realized I was talking to myself.
When did I realize I was God? Well, I was praying and I suddenly realized I was talking to myself.
When we seek to discover the best in others, we somehow bring out the best in ourselves.
When we seek to discover the best in others, we somehow bring out the best in ourselves.
If you can imagine it, you can achieve it. If you can
dream it, you can become it.
If you can imagine it, you can achieve it. If you can
dream it, you can become it.
