The greatest glory consists in rising every time we fall.
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.
The world makes way for the man who knows where he is going.
Literature is my Utopia.
You cannot teach a man anything, you can only help him find it within himself.
No act of kindness, no matter how small, is ever wasted.
The greatest glory consists in rising every time we fall.
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.
The world makes way for the man who knows where he is going.
Literature is my Utopia.
You cannot teach a man anything, you can only help him find it within himself.
No act of kindness, no matter how small, is ever wasted.