In a few days I'll have lived one score and three days in this vale of tears. On I plod --always bored, often drunk, doing no penance for my faults --rather do I become more tolerant of myself from day to day, hardening my crystal heart with blasphemous humor and shunning only toothpicks, pathos, and poverty as being the three unforgivable things in life.
I like these words -- they seem to suggest action: If you hear a kind word spoken Of some worthy soul you know, It may fill his heart with sunshine If you'd only tell him so. If a deed, however humble, helps you On your way to go, Seek the one whose hand has helped you. Seek him out and tell him so. If your heart is touched and tender Towards sinner log and low, It might help him to do better If you could only tell him so.
To look is one thing, to see what you look at is another, to understand what you see is a third, to learn from what you understand is still something else, but to act on what you learn is all that really matters! How do I act?
Every day people are born and people die. Human beings come into this world and leave it - most without their names being immortalized in any history books. Millions of people have lived and worked and loved and died without making any great claims to fame or fortune. But they aren't forgotten - not by their friends, not by their families. And some of these people, some very special people, are not forgotten even by those who harldy knew them.
What is faith, but the voluntary act of trust in oneself? What is faith, but the yearning to believe? What is faith, but the lifeblod of every hope and prayer?
Faith, my friends, opens the mind to the impossible and gives life to improbable..
The ideal life is in our blood and never will be still. Sad will be the day for any man when he becomes contented with the thoughts he is thinking and the deeds he is doing -- where there is not forever beating at the doors of his soul some great desire to do something larger; which he knows he was meant and made to do.
I tried to change the world but people didn’t listen to me they thought I was just a crazy guy trying to fight for a lost cause. I did everything made posters and cards about saving our trees . But then I noticed that I was actually killing trees to do my stupid posters .I also realized that those people who change the world are the minority . How many people were killed because they tried to help the world or simply ignored by society .I noticed that just by working and doing my job as a engineer and making money, which will help economy is better than doing posters and cards.