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The world is your mirror and your mind is a magnet. What you perceive is in this world is largely read more
The world is your mirror and your mind is a magnet. What you perceive is in this world is largely a reflection of your own attitudes and beliefs. Life will give you what you attract with your thoughts think, act and talk negatively and your world will be negative. Think and act and talk with enthusiasm and you will attract positive results.
Don't be afraid to take a big step. You can't cross a chasm in two small jumps.
Don't be afraid to take a big step. You can't cross a chasm in two small jumps.
Better a diamond with a flaw than a pebble without.
Better a diamond with a flaw than a pebble without.
A cult is a religion with no political power.
A cult is a religion with no political power.
The wrongdoer is more unfortunate than the man wronged.
The wrongdoer is more unfortunate than the man wronged.
You get the best out of others when you give the best of yourself.
You get the best out of others when you give the best of yourself.
Men reject their prophets and slay them, but they love their martyrs
and honor those whom they have slain. The read more
Men reject their prophets and slay them, but they love their martyrs
and honor those whom they have slain. The Brothers Karamazov
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Each person designs his own life, freedom gives him the power to carry out his own designs, and power gives read more
Each person designs his own life, freedom gives him the power to carry out his own designs, and power gives the freedom to interfere with the designs of others.
Here is little Effie's head. Her brains are made of gingerbread. When
the judgement day comes, God will find six read more
Here is little Effie's head. Her brains are made of gingerbread. When
the judgement day comes, God will find six crumbs. Stooping by the coffin
lid waiting for something to rise as the something's always did. Imagine
His surprise, bellowing above the general noise, "Where is Effie? She
was dead." Back to God in a tiny voice: "My name's Maybe."
The first crumb said. The number two crumb picked up the song.
"Might, I'm called. I've done no wrong." Cried the third crumb,
"I am Should. Here's our little brother Could and my big sister
Would. Don't punish us for we've been good." And the last crumb, with
some shame, whispered unto God, "My name is Must and with the others,
we've been Effie, who isn't alive and never was. Cross the threshold have
no dread. Lift the sheet back in this way.