There is no unique picture of reality.
Excellence is not a gift but a skill that takes practice.
Excuse me while I kiss the sky.
Know then thyself, presume not God to scan; The proper study of mankind is man.
Through pride we are ever deceiving ourselves. But deep down below the surface of the average conscience a still, small voice says to us, Something is out of tune.
To be wronged is nothing unless you continue to remember it.
There is no unique picture of reality.
Excellence is not a gift but a skill that takes practice.
Excuse me while I kiss the sky.
Know then thyself, presume not God to scan; The proper study of mankind is man.
Through pride we are ever deceiving ourselves. But deep down below the surface of the average conscience a still, small voice says to us, Something is out of tune.
To be wronged is nothing unless you continue to remember it.