The best lightning rod for your protection is your own spine
We boil at different degrees
Many eyes go through the meadow, but few see the flowers in it
The world makes way for the man who knows where he is going
Don’t be pushed by your problems. Be led by your dreams
Life is a train of moods like a string of beads; and as we pass through them they prove to be many colored lenses, which paint the world their own hue, and each shows us only what lies in its own focus
Beware what you set your heart upon. For it surely shall be yours
Sorrow looks back, Worry looks around, Faith looks up
When you were born you were crying and everyone else was smiling. Live your life so at the end, your’re the one who is smiling and everyone else is crying
Every wall is a door