Every passing minute is another chance to turn it all around.

Every passing minute is another chance to turn it all around.

Nothing has changed in France, there is only a Frenchman the
more.
[Fr., Il n'y a rien de read more

Nothing has changed in France, there is only a Frenchman the
more.
[Fr., Il n'y a rien de change en France; il n'y a qu'un Francais
de plus.]

The great thing is, if one can, to stop regarding all the unpleasant things as interruptions in one's "own" or read more

The great thing is, if one can, to stop regarding all the unpleasant things as interruptions in one's "own" or "real" life. The truth is, of course, that what one regards as interruptions are precisely one's life.

The most powerful agent of growth and transformation is something much more basic than any technique: a change of heart. read more

The most powerful agent of growth and transformation is something much more basic than any technique: a change of heart. . -John Welwood.

I've never met a person, I don't care what his condition, in whom I could not see possibilities. I don't read more

I've never met a person, I don't care what his condition, in whom I could not see possibilities. I don't care how much a man may ;consider himself a failure, I believe in him, for he can change the thing that is wrong in his life any time he is ready and prepared to do it. Whenever he develops the desire, he can take away from his life the thing that is defeating it. The capacity for reformation and change lies within.

If you don't like what you're doing, you can always pick up your needle and move to another groove.

If you don't like what you're doing, you can always pick up your needle and move to another groove.

Few will have the greatness to bend history itself; but each of us can work to change a small portion read more

Few will have the greatness to bend history itself; but each of us can work to change a small portion of events, and in the total ;of all those acts will be written the history of this generation.

Joy comes and goes, hope ebbs and flows
Like the wave;
Change doth unknit the tranquil strength read more

Joy comes and goes, hope ebbs and flows
Like the wave;
Change doth unknit the tranquil strength of men.
Love tends life a little grace,
A few sad smiles; and then,
Both are laid in one cold place,
In the grave.

I am not now
That which I have been.

I am not now
That which I have been.