Literature remains alive only if we set ourselves immeasurable goals.
The cosmos is neither moral or immoral; only people are. He who would move the world must first move himself.
Maybe happiness is this: not feeling like you should be elsewhere.
Success is the result of hard work, perseverance, learning from failure, and never giving up.
The value of an idea lies in the using of it.
All you need is love.
Literature remains alive only if we set ourselves immeasurable goals.
The cosmos is neither moral or immoral; only people are. He who would move the world must first move himself.
Maybe happiness is this: not feeling like you should be elsewhere.
Success is the result of hard work, perseverance, learning from failure, and never giving up.
The value of an idea lies in the using of it.
All you need is love.