Your goals are the road maps that guide you and show you what is possible for your life.

Your goals are the road maps that guide you and show you what is possible for your life.

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.

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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Discontent is the first necessity of progress.

Discontent is the first necessity of progress.

She got even in a way that was almost cruel. She forgave them. on Eleanor
Roosevelt.

She got even in a way that was almost cruel. She forgave them. on Eleanor
Roosevelt.

Charisma is the transference of enthusiasm.

Charisma is the transference of enthusiasm.

The most distinguishing feature of winners is their intensity of purpose.

The most distinguishing feature of winners is their intensity of purpose.

But the effort, the effort! And as the marrow is eaten out of a man's bones and the soul out read more

But the effort, the effort! And as the marrow is eaten out of a man's bones and the soul out of his belly, contending with the strange rapacity of savage life, the lower stage of creation, he cannot make the effort any more.

Nothing recedes like success.

Nothing recedes like success.