Every truth passes through three stages before
it is recognized. In the first it is ridiculed,
in the second it is opposed, in the third it
is regarded as self evident.
The art of living does not consist
in preserving and clinging
to a particular mood of happiness,
but in allowing happiness
to change its form without
being disappointed by the change;
for happiness, like a child,
must be allowed to grow up.
One Day Ur Dreams Will Come True. . . One Day Ur Presence Shall Be Precious. . . One Day You''ll Be The Happiest Person In This World And That Day May Be Today . . . .
