Failure is a trickster with a keen sense of irony and cunning. It takes great delight in tripping one when success is almost within reach.
Many people are looking for the right person, instead of trying to be the right person.
All the world is a stage, And all the men and women merely players.They have their exits and entrances; Each man in his time plays many parts
Neither seek nor avoid, take what comes.
All seasons are beautiful for the person who carries happiness within
The heart is like a garden: It can grow compassion or fear, resentment or love. What seeds will you plant there?
Failure is a trickster with a keen sense of irony and cunning. It takes great delight in tripping one when success is almost within reach.
Many people are looking for the right person, instead of trying to be the right person.
All the world is a stage, And all the men and women merely players.They have their exits and entrances; Each man in his time plays many parts
Neither seek nor avoid, take what comes.
All seasons are beautiful for the person who carries happiness within
The heart is like a garden: It can grow compassion or fear, resentment or love. What seeds will you plant there?