Reality

Reality
Every King was once a crying baby
and
every great building was once a map.
It's not important where u r TODAY,
BUT
where you will reach TOMORROW is important.
  

Aug, 07 2013     158 chars (1 sms)     856 views       Inspirational

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He Who Finds Diamonds

Must Grapple In Mud And Mire

Because

Diamonds Are Not Found

In Polished Stones.

They Are Made ...
The ultimate measure of a man is not where he stands in moments of comfort and convenience, but where he stands at times of challenge and controversy
"Comparing

Yourself To Other

Get You No Where ...

Work On Being

The Best YOU ...

You Can Be ..." =)
Life Is Not A Rehearsal
Each Day Is A New Show
No Repeat, No Rewind.
So Give Ur Best Shot In All Ur Acts
As TheShow Goes On And On
I Have Come To Beleive That
All My Past Failure & Frustration Were Actually
Laying The Foundation For The
Understandings
That Have Created The New
Level Of Living
I Now Enjoy


(Anthony Robbins)
Nothin Is Worth More han This Day
U Can''t Relive Yesterday . .
Tommorow Is Still Beyond Ur Reach . . .
So Go Ahead Live Today . . B''coz It''ll Never Come Tommorow. .
Life just happens this way,
some things goes your way,
and most of the things the other way,
but see the life with a view of an optimist,
to live the life to its fullest.
Regretting Over Yesterday And Fear Of Tomorrow Are The Two Thieves Which Steal Our Present..
Live For Today..
Life Will Be Beautiful
When asked:
"what is forgiveness?"

A little girl gave this lovely reply:
"Its the sweet scent a flower gives after being crushed".
Do More Thn Belong - Participate
Do More Thn Care - Help
Do More Thn Believe - Practice
Do More Thn b Fair - b Kind
Do More Thn 4give - 4get
Do More Thn Dream - Work
If YoU

vAlUe yOuRsElF ...

YoU UnDeRsTaNd

ThAt ...

YoU aRe A gIfT tO

AnYoNe U MeEt ... =)
You may do to me what ever you wish to me but you shall not be able to touch my truth,

You may shed my blood and burn my body but you can't kill my spirit,

You may tie my hands with chains and feet with shackles and put me in dark prison but you can't enslave my thinking,

For it is as free as the breeze in the spacious sky
(Khalil Jibran)