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The secret of life is to appreciate the pleasure of being terribly deceived
The secret of life is to appreciate the pleasure of being terribly deceived
The moment one gives close attention to anything, even a blade of grass, it becomes a mysterious, awesome, indescribably magnificent read more
The moment one gives close attention to anything, even a blade of grass, it becomes a mysterious, awesome, indescribably magnificent world in itself.
One looks back with appreciation to the brilliant teachers, but with gratitude to those who touched our human feelings. The read more
One looks back with appreciation to the brilliant teachers, but with gratitude to those who touched our human feelings. The curriculum is so much necessary raw material, but warmth is the vital element for the growing plant and for the soul of the child.
Appreciate what you have before it becomes what you had.
Appreciate what you have before it becomes what you had.
The olive tree is
the altar of Allah.
On it Allah has placed
olives free for all.
May Allah read more
The olive tree is
the altar of Allah.
On it Allah has placed
olives free for all.
May Allah allow none
to alter His altars.
In protecting trees
may no one falter.
Life can be seen through your eyes but
it is not fully appreciated until it is seen through your heart.
Life can be seen through your eyes but
it is not fully appreciated until it is seen through your heart.
By appreciation, we make excellence in others our own property.
By appreciation, we make excellence in others our own property.
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.
We have no right to ask when a sorrow comes, 'Why did this happen to me?' unless we ask the read more
We have no right to ask when a sorrow comes, 'Why did this happen to me?' unless we ask the same question for every joy that comes our way.