You have to grow from the inside out. None can teach you, none can make you spiritual. There is no other teacher but your own soul.
Kings and cabbages go back to compost, but good deeds stay green forever.
The world of reality has its limits; the world of imagination is boundless.
Money doesn't change who you are; it magnifies who you really are.
Good instincts usually tell you what to do long before your head has figured it out.
In the practice of tolerance, one's enemy is the best teacher.
You have to grow from the inside out. None can teach you, none can make you spiritual. There is no other teacher but your own soul.
Kings and cabbages go back to compost, but good deeds stay green forever.
The world of reality has its limits; the world of imagination is boundless.
Money doesn't change who you are; it magnifies who you really are.
Good instincts usually tell you what to do long before your head has figured it out.
In the practice of tolerance, one's enemy is the best teacher.