Things you crave for won't come if you cry, but when you craft and create. Creativity digs up the buried gold.

It takes sharper axes to chops bigger trees just as it takes deeper enthusiasm to overcome stronger challenges. Timidity only increases your fears.

Whatever you have not strived hard to achieve will not strive hard to fade. Success built on hard work is the kind that lasts longer.

Change won’t happen because everyone wishes it happens. It happens only when people decide that we’ll never stop digging until we find our gold.

The thickest sweats produce the sweetest life. A hard work surely brings unheard happiness. Dig up your gold.

Be polite in your speeches. Good information rudely communicated will make no positive difference.

Many little steps joined one after the other is what makes success possible. Keep doing little stuffs every day. Don’t give up!

We're like goldfields. Until we dig deep to find what's inside us, our true potentials may be hidden forever.

Be careful when rising to the top. Be more careful when you get there. The higher you go, the riskier it gets. Be careful. Be very careful.

As long as you want the belt, don’t run away from the fight. Do what it takes to win the battles you face.

Those who are growing great are always asking “why?” If they fail or lose, they ask “why?” If they succeed or win too, they ask “why?

The madness in the heart is the state of mind.

This is the story of how I "came down with cat, " even though I had decided I would never, ever, own any pet.

What we shall need is not geniuses, or cynics, or misanthropes, or clever tacticians, but plain, honest, straghtforward men.

Two full time-outs. I could eat lunch with that long.

Perhaps the best conversationalist in the world is the man who helps others to talk.

Trips to the dentist - I like to postpone that kind of thing.

I've got to tell you, I've got 99 problems, and palsy is just one.

Nostalgia is the aching realization that you can't go back again. The longing, no matter how intense, can never be met.

Poetry's medium is not merely light as air, it is air: vital and deep as ordinary breath.

It is the Prana that is manifesting as motion.