The art of living

The art of living
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.
  

Jun, 15 2010     248 chars (2 sms)     3023 views       Inspirational

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There Are No Mistakes In Life ...
Only Lessons ...

And

Lesson Will Keep On Repeating
Themselves Until Learned ... =)
Listen to advice and accept instruction, and in the end you will be wise

The difficult we do at once, the impossible takes a little longer

Hate is like cancer slowly eating us away inside

Art has no enemy but ignorance
Wanting To Win
Is Common To All
Working To Win
Is The Real Mark Of
"C H A M P I O N"
Remember ... !!!

Those Who Do More Then They''re Paid
For Are Always Sought For Their Services. Their Name & Work
Outlive Them & They Always
Command The Highest Price

Chase Your Passion Not Your Pension
One Of The Sad Fact
Of Life . . .

"It''s Tough When
Someone Special Begins
To Ignore You,
But
It''s Even Tougher To
Pretend That You Don''t
Mind . . . "
To Be Sure Of Hitting Only The Target..
Shoot First,
And Whatever You Hit..
Call It The Target.!
Think Different
As Far As U Think
"Not NOW"


Success Becomes
"Never" ...




But



As Soos As U Think
"Why Not Now"


Success Surely Will Becomes
"Yours" ... =)
A Sincere Devotee Asked God:

I Want Peace.

God Replied: Remove I That''s Ego,

Remove WANT That''s Desire,

Then PEACE Is Automatically Attained.
God didnt give me anything i wanted,
God gives me everything i needed
By Swami Vivekananda
In any moment of decision, the best thing you can do is the right thing, the next best thing is the wrong thing, and the worst thing you can do is nothing.
Like Water, Be Gentle And Strong.

Gentle Enough To Follow The Natural Paths Of The Earth,

Strong Enough To Rise Up And Reshape The World.
Begin doing what you want to do now.
We are not living in eternity.
We have only this moment,
sparkling like a star in our hand
and melting like a snow flake.