Don''t waste Your Time On Jealousy. . .
Some Times U''re A Head . . . Some Times U''re Behind . . .
The Race Is Long And In The End It''s Only wid Yourself . . .
Tiny drops of water
Little grains of sands
Make the mighty Oceans
And the pleasant Lands
And the passing moments
Humble though they be
Make the mighty ages of Eternity
Respect the past in the full measure of its desserts, but do not make the mistake of confusing it with the present nor seek in it the ideals of the future.
Try to be happy in this present moment, and put not off being so to a time to come,—as though that time should be of another make from this which has already come and is ours.
