There are no more worlds to conquer!
Sometimes our fate resembles a fruit tree in winter. Who would think that those branches would turn green again and blossom, but we hope it, we know it
We see things not as they are, but as we are. Our perception is shaped by our previous experiences.
The only thing worse than being blind is having sight but no vision.
There is no passion to be found playing small
You cannot teach a child any more than you can grow a plant. The plant develops its own nature. It also teaches itself, but you can help it to go forward in its own way. What you can do is to sow an aspiration-seed.
There are no more worlds to conquer!
Sometimes our fate resembles a fruit tree in winter. Who would think that those branches would turn green again and blossom, but we hope it, we know it
We see things not as they are, but as we are. Our perception is shaped by our previous experiences.
The only thing worse than being blind is having sight but no vision.
There is no passion to be found playing small
You cannot teach a child any more than you can grow a plant. The plant develops its own nature. It also teaches itself, but you can help it to go forward in its own way. What you can do is to sow an aspiration-seed.