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I'm a great believer in luck, and I find the harder I work, the more I
have of it.
I'm a great believer in luck, and I find the harder I work, the more I
have of it.
Many are called but few get up.
Many are called but few get up.
We are what we pretend to be, so we must be careful about what we pretend to be.
We are what we pretend to be, so we must be careful about what we pretend to be.
Live your life each day as you would climb a mountain. An occasional glance toward the summit keeps the goal read more
Live your life each day as you would climb a mountain. An occasional glance toward the summit keeps the goal in mind, but many beautiful scenes
are to be observed from each new vantage point. Climb slowly, steadily,
enjoying each passing moment; and the view from the summit will serve as a
fitting climax for the journey.
Lose/Win people bury a lot of feelings. And unexpressed feelings come
forth later in uglier ways. Psychosomatic illnesses often are read more
Lose/Win people bury a lot of feelings. And unexpressed feelings come
forth later in uglier ways. Psychosomatic illnesses often are the
reincarnation of cumulative resentment, deep disappointment and
disillusionment repressed by the Lose/Win mentality. Disproportionate rage
or anger, overreaction to minor provocation, and cynicism are other
embodiments of suppressed emotion. People who are constantly repressing,
not transcending feelings toward a higher meaning find that it affects the
quality of their relationships with others.
We must all suffer one of two things: the pain of discipline or the
pain of regret or disappointment.
We must all suffer one of two things: the pain of discipline or the
pain of regret or disappointment.
Putting off an easy thing makes it hard, and putting off a hard one makes it impossible.
Putting off an easy thing makes it hard, and putting off a hard one makes it impossible.
There are no ordinary moments.
There are no ordinary moments.
Guilt is the source of sorrows, the avenging fiend that follows us behind
with whips and stings.
Guilt is the source of sorrows, the avenging fiend that follows us behind
with whips and stings.
