Efforts May Fail

Efforts May Fail
Efforts May Fail

But

Don''t Fail To Make Efforts

Great Things Alwayz Come Late

Believe In Yourself

There Is No Shortcut To Success
  

Jun, 15 2010     146 chars (1 sms)     3254 views       Inspirational

more Inspirational SMS Messages

Never Measure

The Height Of A Mountain

Until

You Have Reached The Top

Then You Will See

How Low It Was ...
Do not be afraid to shine,
This world needs what you have to give.

Open up the areas of your being;
Expose them to yourself - to others.

You are valuable. You are unique.

You have much to give.
Do not be afraid to give it.
ChErIsH yOuR vIsIoN
aNd
YoUr DrEaMz
As ThEy ArE tHe
ChIlDrEn Of YoUr SoUl
ThE bLuEpRiNtS oF
yOuR uLtImAtE
aChIeVeMeNtS ...
A
pOsItIvE
aTtItUdE
iS
cOnTaGiOuS

bUt

dOn''T
wAiT
tO
cAtCh
It
FrOm
oThErS

bE a
C A R R I E R ... (:
At fifteen my heart was set on learning; at thirty
I stood firm; at forty I had no more doubts;

at fifty I knew the mandate of heaven; at sixty my ear was obedient;

at seventy I could follow my heart''s desire without transgressing the norm.
Life Is Like

A Flowing River Full Of
Opportunities ...

Its Up To You

Wether You Stand With The
Bucket Or A Spoon ...
After a time u will find that "having" is not so pleasing a thing as "wanting".
Its not logical , but after all true..
The tragedy of life is some what like this. . .
Just when we get all the answers of life. . .
Life changes the Question''. . . . .
"Deep down you know you can be remarkable. You shouldn''t settle for anything less than your best self, reaching ever closer to your potential--whether as a leader or in any other part of your life."
Our Mind
Work Like
A Garden
That
Accepts
Any
&
Everything
We Plant.
Good or Evil
Constructive or Destructive
Our Lives Will Bear
The Fruit Of
The Seeds
We Plant In
Our MInds . . .
Time is short - What you do with your time reflects on your own destiny.

I am not afraid to write what I feel.

I am afraid that you will not listen until it is to late.
Tym Is Lyk a River
You Cant Touch The Same Water Twice
B’coz
The Flow That Has Passed Never Pass Again