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To the sick, while there is life there is hope.
To the sick, while there is life there is hope.
It matters not how strait the gate, how charged with punishment the
scroll. I am the master of my fate. read more
It matters not how strait the gate, how charged with punishment the
scroll. I am the master of my fate. I am the captain of my soul.
A happy person is not a person in a certain set of circumstances, but
rather a person with a certain read more
A happy person is not a person in a certain set of circumstances, but
rather a person with a certain set of attitudes.
He who has put a good finish to his undertaking is said to have placed a golden crown to the read more
He who has put a good finish to his undertaking is said to have placed a golden crown to the whole.
Hope is an orientation of spirit, an orientation of the
heart. It is not the conviction that something will turn read more
Hope is an orientation of spirit, an orientation of the
heart. It is not the conviction that something will turn out well, but the
certainty that something makes sense, regardless of how it turns out.
When fantasy turns you on, you're obligated to God and nature to start
doing it right away.
When fantasy turns you on, you're obligated to God and nature to start
doing it right away.
With a written agreement you have a prayer; with a
verbal agreement you have nothing but air.
With a written agreement you have a prayer; with a
verbal agreement you have nothing but air.
In really good companies, you have to lead. You have to come up with big ideas and express them forcefully. read more
In really good companies, you have to lead. You have to come up with big ideas and express them forcefully. I have always been encouraged -- or sometimes forced -- to confront the very natural fear of being wrong. I was constantly pushed to find out what I really thought and then to speak up. Over time, I came to see that waiting to discover which way the wind was blowing is an excellent way to learn how to be a follower.
On a single winged word hath hung the destiny of nations.
On a single winged word hath hung the destiny of nations.