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The longer I live, the more I realize the impact of attitude on life. Attitude, to me, is more important read more
The longer I live, the more I realize the impact of attitude on life. Attitude, to me, is more important than facts. It is more important than the past, the education, the money, than circumstances, than failure, than successes, than what other people think or say or do. It is more important than appearance, giftedness or skill. It will make or break a company... a church... a home. The remarkable thing is we have a choice everyday regarding the attitude we will embrace for that day. We cannot change our past... we cannot change the fact that people will act in a certain way. We cannot change the inevitable. The only thing we can do is play on the one string we have, and that is our attitude. I am convinced that life is 10% what happens to me and 90% of how I react to it. And so it is with you... we are in charge of our Attitudes.
To live is to change, and to be perfect is to have changed often.
To live is to change, and to be perfect is to have changed often.
The good life, as I conceive it, is a happy life. I do not mean that if you are good read more
The good life, as I conceive it, is a happy life. I do not mean that if you are good you will be happy -- I mean that if you are happy you will be good.
Life is like wind. When it blows, it washes everything away, so clutch onto what you are holding.
Life is like wind. When it blows, it washes everything away, so clutch onto what you are holding.
It is not the years in your life but the life in your years that counts.
It is not the years in your life but the life in your years that counts.
Take life one day at a time,it's not how fast we move or how long we live..it's how we cherish read more
Take life one day at a time,it's not how fast we move or how long we live..it's how we cherish every moment...
Life is a one-way street, and we are not coming back.
Life is a one-way street, and we are not coming back.
With aching hands and bleeding feet
We dig and heap, lay stone on stone;
We bear the read more
With aching hands and bleeding feet
We dig and heap, lay stone on stone;
We bear the burden and the heat
Of the long day, and wish 'twere done.
Not till the hours of light return
All we have built as we discern.
Life isn't all beer and skittles.
Life isn't all beer and skittles.
