Lots Of Ppl Want

Lots Of Ppl Want
Lots Of Ppl Want To Ride Wid U In The Limo,

Bt Wat U Want Is Some1 Who Wil Take The

Bus With U Wen The Limo Breaks Down

By Oprah Winfrey
  

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"Life is what we make it, always has been, always will be."
-Grandma Moses (1860-1961)
"Patience is the companion of wisdom."
-Saint Augustine (354-430)
"The veil that clouds your eyes shall
be lifted by the hands that wove it."
-Kahlil Gibran (1883-1931)
"We are not human beings having a spiritual experience.
We are spiritual beings having a human experience."
-Pierre Teilhard de Chardin (1881-1955)
Extending One Hand to Help Somebody has More Value, than Joining Two Hands for Prayer. Gud Day.
"Science may have found a cure for most evils,
but it has found no remedy for the worst of them all-
the apathy of human beings."
-Helen Keller (1880-1968)
Relationship Is Not
Holding Hands While
You Understand Each Other
Its About
Having Lots Of
Misunderstandings & Still
Not Leaving Each 0ther's
Hands . .
"I long to accomplish a great and noble task, but it is my chief
duty to accomplish small tasks as if they were great and noble."
-Helen Keller (1880-1968)
zindagi ustad se b ziyada sakht hoti he
ustad pahle sabaq deta he phir imtehan leta he
lekin zindagi pahle imtehan leti he phr sabq deti he...............
by hazrat Ali
Holding anger is a poison. It eats you from the inside. We think that hating is a weapon that attacks the person who harmed us. But hatred is a curved blade. And the harm we do, we do to ourselves.

Mitch Albom
"For what is Mysticism? It is not the attempt to draw near to God,
not by rites or ceremonies, but by inward disposition?
Is it not merely a hard word for "The Kingdom of Heaven is within"?
Heaven is neither a place nor a time."
-Florence Nightingale (1820-1910)
"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)