Don't fear change, embrace it. -Anthony J. D'Angelo.

Don't fear change, embrace it. -Anthony J. D'Angelo.

I had seen the great, but I had not seen the small.
[Fr., J'avais vu les grands, mais je read more

I had seen the great, but I had not seen the small.
[Fr., J'avais vu les grands, mais je n'avais pas vu les petits.]

Without accepting the fact that everything changes, we cannot find perfect composure. But unfortunately, although it is true, it is read more

Without accepting the fact that everything changes, we cannot find perfect composure. But unfortunately, although it is true, it is difficult for us to accept it. Because we cannot accept the truth of transience, we suffer.

When you jump for joy, beware that no one moves the ground from beneath your feet.

When you jump for joy, beware that no one moves the ground from beneath your feet.

Even though we've changed and we're all finding our own place in the world, we all know that when the read more

Even though we've changed and we're all finding our own place in the world, we all know that when the tears fall or the smile spreads across our face, we'll come to each other because no matter where this crazy world takes us, nothing will ever change so much to the point where we're not all still friends.

People underestimate their capacity for change. There is never a right time to do a difficult thing. A leader's job read more

People underestimate their capacity for change. There is never a right time to do a difficult thing. A leader's job is to help people have vision of their potential.

In order to change the world, you have to get your head together first.

In order to change the world, you have to get your head together first.

Change starts when someone sees the next step.

Change starts when someone sees the next step.

Whose foot is on the treadle/That turns the burning stars/Has spun the world half way round/Since last I called/Come down, read more

Whose foot is on the treadle/That turns the burning stars/Has spun the world half way round/Since last I called/Come down, come down.
That stars that in September/Looked through the mournful rain/Now set their sight again/Upon a world half night, half light
Men of distant years have said/That much depends on change of seasons/On solstices and equinox/And they have given reasons.
I disagree./Too much turns on inadvertence/On what seems to be/An accident of hand and knee/A chance sunrise/A glance of eyes.