The past has no power to stop you from being present now. Only your grievance about the past can do that.
Think of the life you have lived until now as over and, as a dead man, see whats left as a bonus and live it according to Nature. Love the hand that fate deals you and play it as your own, for what could be more fitting?
Politics is the art of looking for trouble, finding it everywhere, diagnosing it incorrectly.
There is no one that can share your responsibility.
He who works with his hands, head, and heart is an artist.
All the powers in the universe are already ours. It is we who have put our hands before our eyes and cry that it is dark.
The past has no power to stop you from being present now. Only your grievance about the past can do that.
Think of the life you have lived until now as over and, as a dead man, see whats left as a bonus and live it according to Nature. Love the hand that fate deals you and play it as your own, for what could be more fitting?
Politics is the art of looking for trouble, finding it everywhere, diagnosing it incorrectly.
There is no one that can share your responsibility.
He who works with his hands, head, and heart is an artist.
All the powers in the universe are already ours. It is we who have put our hands before our eyes and cry that it is dark.