Nobody grows old merely by living a number of years. We grow old by deserting our ideals. Years may wrinkle the skin, but to give up enthusiasm wrinkles the soul.
Life is a series of experiences,
each one of which makes us bigger,
even though it is hard to realize this.
For the world was built to develop character,
and we must learn that the setbacks
and grieves which we endure help us
in our marching onward.
Dere''s A Luxury In
Self-Reproach,
Whn V Blame
Ourselves,
V Feel Dath No One Else
Has A Rite 2 Blame Us.
Its d Confession, Not
The Priest, Dat Gives
Us Absoluti
FULLSTOP IS NOT AN END
''COZ WE CAN WRITE A NEW
SENTENCE AFTER IT. SAME WAY
IN LIFE FAILURE IS NOT THE
REAL END BUT IT IS THE
BEGINING OF NEW SUCCESS..
