We Have No Right To Ask When A Sorrow Comes. . . ''Why Did This Happen To Me. . . ?'' Unless
We Ask The Same Question For Every Joy That Comes Our Way. . .
We Spend Our Days W8ng For The Ideal Path To Appear In Front Of Us.. . But.. . We Forget That, Paths Are Made By Walking.. . Not.. . By Waiting...! <-;
"The three hardest tasks in the world are neither physical feats nor intellectual achievements, but moral acts:
1) To return love for hate;
2) To include the excluded; and
3) To say ''I was wrong.''"
