There is always a but in this imperfect world.
The world is moved along, not only by the mighty shoves of its heroes, but also by the aggregate of tiny pushes of each honest worker.
I am indebted to my father for living, but to my teacher for living well.
“The same fence that shuts others out shuts you in.”
To live a pure unselfish life, one must count nothing as ones own in the midst of abundance.
So many fail because they don't get started - they don't go. They don't overcome inertia.
There is always a but in this imperfect world.
The world is moved along, not only by the mighty shoves of its heroes, but also by the aggregate of tiny pushes of each honest worker.
I am indebted to my father for living, but to my teacher for living well.
“The same fence that shuts others out shuts you in.”
To live a pure unselfish life, one must count nothing as ones own in the midst of abundance.
So many fail because they don't get started - they don't go. They don't overcome inertia.