The struggle of life is one of our greatest blessings. It makes us patient, sensitive, and Godlike.
You may write me down in history With your bitter, twisted lies, You may trod me in the very dirt But still, like dust, Ill rise.
Throw your dreams into space like a kite, and you do not know what it will bring back: a new life, a new friend, a new love, a new country.
Success and failure. We think of them as opposites, but theyre really not. Theyre companions the hero and the sidekick.
Literature is my Utopia.
If You struggle with
The struggle of life is one of our greatest blessings. It makes us patient, sensitive, and Godlike.
You may write me down in history With your bitter, twisted lies, You may trod me in the very dirt But still, like dust, Ill rise.
Throw your dreams into space like a kite, and you do not know what it will bring back: a new life, a new friend, a new love, a new country.
Success and failure. We think of them as opposites, but theyre really not. Theyre companions the hero and the sidekick.
Literature is my Utopia.
If You struggle with