The truest process of human kind and human life is to ultimatly conquer your fears and live a life worth read more

The truest process of human kind and human life is to ultimatly conquer your fears and live a life worth dyeing for. Because in the end, before that final moment, is it not the moments of your life that flash before you?

Life is full of beauty. Notice it. Notice the bumble bee, the small child, and the smiling faces. Smell the read more

Life is full of beauty. Notice it. Notice the bumble bee, the small child, and the smiling faces. Smell the rain, and feel the wind. Live your life to the fullest potential, and fight for your dreams.rn

When life life does not find a singer to sing her heat, she produces a philosopher to speak her mind.

When life life does not find a singer to sing her heat, she produces a philosopher to speak her mind.

Drama is life with the dull bits cut out.

Drama is life with the dull bits cut out.

It's a funny thing about life; if you refuse to accept anything but the best, you very often get it.

It's a funny thing about life; if you refuse to accept anything but the best, you very often get it.

What can we gain by sailing to the moon if we are not able to cross the abyss that separates read more

What can we gain by sailing to the moon if we are not able to cross the abyss that separates us from ourselves? This is the most important of all voyages of discovery, and without it, all the rest are not only useless, but disastrous.

Take up one idea. Make that one idea your life - think of it, dream of it, live on that read more

Take up one idea. Make that one idea your life - think of it, dream of it, live on that idea. Let the brain, muscles, nerves, every part of your body, be full of that idea, and just leave every other idea alone. This is the way to success, that is way great spiritual giants are produced.

And how am I to face the odds Of man's bedevilment and God's? I, a stranger and afraid In a read more

And how am I to face the odds Of man's bedevilment and God's? I, a stranger and afraid In a world I never made.

The World's a bubble, and the Life of Man less than a span:
In his conception wretched, from the read more

The World's a bubble, and the Life of Man less than a span:
In his conception wretched, from the womb so to the tomb.
Curst from his cradle, and brought up to years with cares and
fears.
Who then to frail mortality shall trust,
But limns the water, or but writes in dust.