Nobody grows old merely by living a number of years. We grow old by deserting our ideals. Years may wrinkle read more

Nobody grows old merely by living a number of years. We grow old by deserting our ideals. Years may wrinkle the skin, but to give up enthusiasm wrinkles the soul. -Samuel Ullman.

With aching hands and bleeding feet
We dig and heap, lay stone on stone;
We bear the read more

With aching hands and bleeding feet
We dig and heap, lay stone on stone;
We bear the burden and the heat
Of the long day, and wish 'twere done.
Not till the hours of light return
All we have built as we discern.

Life does not accommodate you, it shatters you. It is meant to, and it couldn't do it better. Every seed read more

Life does not accommodate you, it shatters you. It is meant to, and it couldn't do it better. Every seed destroys its container or else there would be no fruition.rn

We are all sentenced to solitary confinement inside our own skins, for life.

We are all sentenced to solitary confinement inside our own skins, for life.

Life is about appreciating what you have and waiting for what you will get. I believed being positive goes a read more

Life is about appreciating what you have and waiting for what you will get. I believed being positive goes a long way!

Every man's road in life is marked by the graves of his personal likings.

Every man's road in life is marked by the graves of his personal likings.

When you live in reaction, you give your power away. Then you get to experience what you gave your power read more

When you live in reaction, you give your power away. Then you get to experience what you gave your power to. -N Smith.

Believe nothing, no matter where you read it or who has said it, not even if i have said it, read more

Believe nothing, no matter where you read it or who has said it, not even if i have said it, unless it agrees with your own reason and your own common sense.

We come and we cry, and that is life; we yawn and we depart, and
that is death!
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We come and we cry, and that is life; we yawn and we depart, and
that is death!
[Fr., On entre, on crie,
Et c'est la vie!
On baille, on sort,
Et c'est la mort!]