You Can Really Only Enjoy Life When You’re Extremely Busy.
We do not grow absolutely, chronologically. We grow sometimes in one dimension, and not in another; unevenly. We grow partially. We are relative. We are mature in one realm, childish in another. The past, present, and future mingle and pull us backward, forward, or fix us in the present. We are made up of layers, cells, constellations.
Happy people don't necessarily have the best of everything; they must make the best out of everything they have.
Thought is the sculptor who can create the person you want to be
Every problem is a gift – without problems we would not grow.
Beware of missing chances; otherwise it may be altogether too late some day
You Can Really Only Enjoy Life When You’re Extremely Busy.
We do not grow absolutely, chronologically. We grow sometimes in one dimension, and not in another; unevenly. We grow partially. We are relative. We are mature in one realm, childish in another. The past, present, and future mingle and pull us backward, forward, or fix us in the present. We are made up of layers, cells, constellations.
Happy people don't necessarily have the best of everything; they must make the best out of everything they have.
Thought is the sculptor who can create the person you want to be
Every problem is a gift – without problems we would not grow.
Beware of missing chances; otherwise it may be altogether too late some day