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Enjoy life. There's plenty of time to be dead.
Enjoy life. There's plenty of time to be dead.
Some of the worlds greatest feats were accomplished by people not smart enough to know they were impossible.
Some of the worlds greatest feats were accomplished by people not smart enough to know they were impossible.
Love and relationships are truly one of the most paradoxical aspects of being human. For it is in love that read more
Love and relationships are truly one of the most paradoxical aspects of being human. For it is in love that we find the greatest of strengths and the deepest of sorrows. Love can seem to be so fleeting and unachievable yet it remains well within our reach if we only learn how to embrace it's power. To experience true love, we must be willing to open ourselves up and sacrifice part of our heart and part of our soul. We must be willing to give of ourselves freely, and we must be willing to suffer. It is only when we expose our inner selves to the white hot flame of rejection, that love can burn so brightly as to join to souls, melding the two into one, creating a bond that joins forever. It is from this bond that we draw strength eternal and power ever lasting. It is in this thing that we call love that we find the means to achieve greatness, both in ourselves and in our lives.
Even a stopped clock is right twice a day.
Even a stopped clock is right twice a day.
Let your friends be the friends of your deliberate choice.
Let your friends be the friends of your deliberate choice.
Don't let what you can't do interfere with what you can do.
Don't let what you can't do interfere with what you can do.
Many a person seems to think it isn't enough for the government to guarantee him the pursuit of happiness. He read more
Many a person seems to think it isn't enough for the government to guarantee him the pursuit of happiness. He insists it also run interference for him.
Love begins with a smile, grows with a kiss, and ends with a teardrop.
Love begins with a smile, grows with a kiss, and ends with a teardrop.
The fate of love is that it always seems too little or too much.
The fate of love is that it always seems too little or too much.
No poet sings because he must sing. At least no great poet does. A great poet sings because he chooses read more
No poet sings because he must sing. At least no great poet does. A great poet sings because he chooses to sing.
