Don''t Compare

Don''t Compare
Don''t Compare yourself with any one in this world. If you do so, you are insulting yourself.
  

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A good friend can tell you what is the matter with you in a minute. He may not seem such a good friend after telling
"to climb steep hills requires a slow pace at first"
""As a tale, so is life; not how long
it is, but how good it is, is what matters."
-Seneca (4? B.C.-65 A.D.) ; not how long
it is, but how good it is, is what matters."
-Seneca (4? B.C.-65 A.D.)
"Its Not Wh8 You
Gather But Wh8 You
Scatter
That
Tells Wh8 Kind Of Life
You Have Lived
Let''s Scatter The
Good Things ..."

~ Hellen Walon ~
"To Have A Failure
In Life Is Not A Crime
But
To have A Low Aim
In Life Is A Crime ..."

~ Shakespeare ~
Kisi ko tum chaho aur woh tumhein thukra day,
Yeh uski badnaseebi hai. Koi tumhein na chahey
aur tum usse zaberdasti apna banana chaho,
ye tumhare nafs ki zillat hai
Hazrat Ali (A.S)
"Because man and woman are the complement of one another,
we need woman"s thought in national affairs to make
a safe and stable government."
-Elizabeth Cady Stanton (1815-1902)
Very touching line by Shakespeare from his novel,


" I am Mad for her...


but why I am not made for her....? "
For every beauty there is an eye somewhere to see it.
For every truth there is an ear somewhere to hear it.
For every love there is a heart somewhere to receive it.
"If the first woman God ever made was strong enough to turn
the world upside down all alone, these women together ought
to be able to turn it back, and get it right side up again!
And now they is asking to do it, the men better let them."
-Sojourner Truth (1797-1883)
Hazrat Ali
jo tumhein khushi mein yad aye samjho, tum us se muhabbat karte ho
or jo tumhein ghum mein yad aye to samjho, wo tum se nuhabbat karta hai.
"Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting;
The soul that rises with us, our life"s star,
Hath had elsewhere its setting,
And cometh from afar;
Not in entire forgetfulness,
And not in utter nakedness,
But railing clouds of glory do we come
From God, who is our home."
-William Wordsworth (1770-1850)