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If the wind will not serve, take to the oars.
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Sometimes the cards we are dealt are not always fair. However you must keep smiling and moving on.
I prefer to be true to myself, even at the hazard of incurring the ridicule of others, rather than to be false, and to incur my own abhorrence.
The heart that can feel another's pain is the heart that God has touched.
If the wind will not serve, take to the oars.
Ah how shameless – the way these mortals blame the gods.
Every great mistake has a halfway moment, a split second when it can be recalled and perhaps remedied