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Not the power to remember, but its very opposite, the power to forget, is a necessary condition for our existence.
Not the power to remember, but its very opposite, the power to forget, is a necessary condition for our existence.
For we are his workmanship, created in Christ Jesus for good works, which God prepared beforehand, that we should walk read more
For we are his workmanship, created in Christ Jesus for good works, which God prepared beforehand, that we should walk in the. [Ephesians 2:10].
Peak performers develop powerful mental images of the behavior that will lead to the desired results. They see in their read more
Peak performers develop powerful mental images of the behavior that will lead to the desired results. They see in their mind's eye the result they want, and the actions leading to it.
Sentiment is the ripened fruit of fantasy.
Sentiment is the ripened fruit of fantasy.
The whole secret of existence is to have no fear. Never fear what will become of you, depend on no read more
The whole secret of existence is to have no fear. Never fear what will become of you, depend on no one. Only the moment you reject all help are you freed.
You know you're in love when you can't fall asleep because reality is finally better than your dreams.
You know you're in love when you can't fall asleep because reality is finally better than your dreams.
It takes only one other person to say it's so- one other point of reality to make something real.
It takes only one other person to say it's so- one other point of reality to make something real.
If you haven't got the time to do it right, when will you find the time to do it over?
If you haven't got the time to do it right, when will you find the time to do it over?
The charm, one might say the genius of memory, is that it is choosy, chancy, and temperamental: it rejects the read more
The charm, one might say the genius of memory, is that it is choosy, chancy, and temperamental: it rejects the edifying cathedral and indelibly photographs the small boy outside, chewing a hunk of melon in the dust.
