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Shame: The burden of the sensitive.
If the soothsayers of the yore were prophets because they prophesied correctly, then what are today’s astronomers and other scientists?
Those who celebrate success vulgarly lack sense of history.
Destiny: an excuse for inaction.
Wondered how many of us care for the child of our own Specie, next door? Everytime we buy a toy for our child, we will buy another, half as costly, for a poor child nearby?
Truth is a statement that is not made up of any lies. Sadly most religious sermons are composed of finely said lies or half truths.
Success: The fruitful confluence of favourable circumstances.
Truth: awesome, painful element of our reason. Naturally, most of us cannot stand it.
A person’s stature ought to be measured not by how tall he has grown but by how often he has had to bow, and how low, in the process.