Hate leaves ugly scars; love leaves beautiful ones.
There are very few human beings who receive the truth, complete and staggering, by instant illumination. Most of them acquire it fragment by fragment, on a small scale, by successive developments, cellularly, like a laborious mosaic.
Waiting for perfect is never as smart as making progress.
Success is not about seeking constant external recognition; it's about finding fulfillment and satisfaction in the impact you have on others and the world.
Sometimes, you read a book and it fills you with this weird evangelical zeal.
Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish its source.
Hate leaves ugly scars; love leaves beautiful ones.
There are very few human beings who receive the truth, complete and staggering, by instant illumination. Most of them acquire it fragment by fragment, on a small scale, by successive developments, cellularly, like a laborious mosaic.
Waiting for perfect is never as smart as making progress.
Success is not about seeking constant external recognition; it's about finding fulfillment and satisfaction in the impact you have on others and the world.
Sometimes, you read a book and it fills you with this weird evangelical zeal.
Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish its source.