How many times have we come away from an argument wishing we had said and done something different?

That is the exploration that awaits you! Not mapping stars and studying nebula, but charting the unknown possibilities of existence.

My dream concept is that I have a camera and I am trying to photograph what is essentially invisible. And every once in a while I get a glimpse of her and I grab that picture.

You proceed from a false assumption: I have no ego to bruise.

The needs of the many outweigh the needs of the few.

A life is like a garden. Perfect moments can be had, but not preserved, except in memory.

Without followers, evil cannot spread.

Because I have known despair, I value hope. Because I have tasted frustration, I value fulfillment. Because I have been lonely, I value love.

A stallion must first be broken before it can reach its potential.

Those who cannot hear an angry shout may strain to hear a whisper.

Whatever we are we belong together. Wherever we are, we will find each other. Whoever we are we are forever one.

Hope is a straw hat hanging beside a window covered with frost.

Never Expect Loyalty From A Person That Can't Give You Honesty.

In Networking never underestimate anyones connection potential. Sometimes even a small office helper can connect you to the Business Owner !

Be sure that whatever you are is you.

She looked at me again, and the sweet and shy Nicole disappeared. Her eyes b

In every case, the environmental hazards were made known only by independent scientists, who were often bitterly opposed by the corporations responsible for the hazards.

The natural resources we've depended on, if the places where they exist are not stable, our own livelihood and our health is put at risk.

Until I see an Arab country, a Muslim country, with a democracy, I won't understand how anyone can have a problem with how they're treated.

The author is the successor of the saint, everyone respects the author.

where are the gods the gods hate us the gods have run away the gods have hidden in holes the gods are dead of the plague they rot and stink too there never were any gods there’s only death