It never ceases to amaze me: we all love ourselves more than other people, but care more about their opinions than our own.
Category: Inspirational
There are two things in particular that it [the computer industry] failed to foresee: one was the coming of the Internet(…); the other was the fact that the century would end.
When life hands us a beutiful bouquet of flowers we stare at it in cautious expectation of a bee.
Time is but the stream I go a-fishing in. I drink at it but as I drink, I see the sandy bottom and detect how shallow it is.
In the bleak midwinter Frosty wind made moan, Earth stood hard as iron, Water like a stone; Snow had fallen, snow on snow, Snow on snow, In the bleak midwinter, Long ago.
If there comes a little thaw, Still the air is chill and raw, Here and there a patch of snow, Dirtier than the ground below, Dribbles down a marshy flood; Ankle-deep you stick in mud In the meadows while you sing, “This is Spring.”
A little Madness in the Spring Is wholesome even for the King.
To deny our own impulses is to deny the very thing that makes us human.
