<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2777285087548960962</id><updated>2024-09-06T06:16:57.281+05:30</updated><title type='text'>KrunaL Parvadiya</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krunalcp.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2777285087548960962/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krunalcp.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>KrunaL Parvadiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05291056089713026403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9O_9OqpWMafASbV1kf9r7o8kDjBhDWJaOo1oc6GOzPPbqwyngpQ130Nz4uP1R-X2IutZWCif-ddaMjav6FYUOgOEyRaFHW0rQdKw4ydfYTZ1AgOPvhq6RJwNCCF0A4Q/s220/Screenshot+2020-06-23+at+4.38.31+PM.png'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>20</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2777285087548960962.post-5871541366327613198</id><published>2010-09-23T16:59:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-06-15T15:06:23.841+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Jinhe Naaz Hai Hind Par Vo Kaha Hai</title><content type='html'>&lt;font style=&quot;font-size:1.2em&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Movie: Pyaasa&lt;br /&gt;
Singer(s): Mohammad Rafi&lt;br /&gt;
Music Director: S D Burman&lt;br /&gt;
Lyricist: Sahir Ludhianvi&lt;br /&gt;
Actors/Actresses: Guru Dutt, Waheeda Rehman, Mala Sinha&lt;br /&gt;
Year: 1957&lt;br /&gt;
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ye kuuche, ye... han .a.a.a , ghar dilakashii ke&lt;br /&gt;
ye kuuche, ye nilaam ghar dilakashii ke&lt;br /&gt;
ye lutate hue kaaravaan zindagii ke&lt;br /&gt;
kahaan hain, kahaan hain muhAfiz khudii ke&lt;br /&gt;
jinhen naaz hai hind par vo kahaan hain&lt;br /&gt;
kahaan hain, kahaan hain, kahaan hain&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
ye purapench galiyaan, ye badanaam baazaar&lt;br /&gt;
ye gumanaam raahii, ye sikkon ki jhanakaar&lt;br /&gt;
ye isamat ke saude, ye saudon pe takaraar&lt;br /&gt;
jinhe naaz...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
ye sadiyon se bekhauf sahamii si galiyaan&lt;br /&gt;
ye masalii hui adhakhili zard kaliyaan&lt;br /&gt;
ye bikatii hui khokhalii rangaraliyaan&lt;br /&gt;
jinhe naaz ...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
vo ujale darichon men paayal kii chhan chhan&lt;br /&gt;
thakii haarii saanson pe tabale ki dhan dhan (2)&lt;br /&gt;
ye berUh kamaron me khaansii ki Than Than&lt;br /&gt;
jinhe naaz ...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
ye phuulon ke gajare, ye piikon ke chhiinTe&lt;br /&gt;
ye bebaak nazare, ye gustaakh fiqare&lt;br /&gt;
ye Dhalake badan aur ye biimaar chehare&lt;br /&gt;
jinhe naaz ...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
yahaan piir bhii aa chuke hain, javaan bhii&lt;br /&gt;
tan-o-mand beTe bhi, abbaa miyaan bhii&lt;br /&gt;
ye biivii hai (2) aur bahan hai, maan hai&lt;br /&gt;
jinhe naaz ...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
madad chaahatii hai ye havaa ki beti&lt;br /&gt;
yashodaa ki ham_jins raadhaa ki beti (2)&lt;br /&gt;
payambar ki ummat zulekhaa ki beti,&lt;br /&gt;
jinhe naaz ...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
zaraa is mulk ke rahabaron ko bulaao&lt;br /&gt;
ye kuuche ye galiyaan ye manzar dikhaao&lt;br /&gt;
jinhen naaz hai hind par unako laao&lt;br /&gt;
jinhe naaz hai hind par vo kahaan hain&lt;br /&gt;
kahaan hain, kahaan hain, kahaan hain&lt;br /&gt;
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She said: “How is my little boy? Is he going to be all right? When can I see him?”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The surgeon said, “I’m sorry. We did all we could, but your boy didn’t make it.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sally said, “Why do little children get cancer? Doesn’t God care any more? Where were you, God, when my son needed you?”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The surgeon asked, “Would you like some time alone with your son? One of the nurses will be out in a few minutes, before he’s transported to the university.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sally asked the nurse to stay with her while she said good-bye to son. She ran her fingers lovingly through his thick red curly hair.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;“Would you like a lock of his hair?” the nurse asked.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sally nodded yes. The nurse cut a lock of the boy’s hair, put it in a plastic bag and handed it to Sally. The mother said, “It was Jimmy’s idea to donate his body to the university for study. He said it might help somebody else. “I said no at first, but Jimmy said, ‘Mom, I won’t be using it after I die. Maybe it will help some other little boy spend one more day with his Mom.” She went on, “My Jimmy had a heart of gold. Always thinking of someone else. Always wanting to help others if he could.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sally walked out of Children’s mercy Hospital for the last time, after spending most of the last six months there. She put the bag with Jimmy’s belongings on the seat beside her in the car. The drive home was difficult. It was even harder to enter the empty house. She carried Jimmy’s belongings, and the plastic bag with the lock of his hair to her son’s room. She started placing the model cars and other personal things back in his room exactly where he had always kept them. She laid down across his bed and, hugging his pillow, cried herself to sleep.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was around midnight when Sally awoke. Laying beside her on the bed was a folded letter. The letter said:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;“Dear Mom, I know you’re going to miss me; but don’t think that I will ever forget you, or stop loving you, just ’cause I’m not around to say I LOVE YOU. I will always love you, Mom, even more with each day. Someday we will see each other again. Until then, if you want to adopt a little boy so you won’t be so lonely, that’s okay with me. He can have my room and old stuff to play with. But, if you decide to get a girl instead, she probably wouldn’t like the same things us boys do. You’ll have to buy her dolls and stuff girls like, you know. Don’t be sad thinking about me. This really is a neat place. Grandma and Grandpa met me as soon as I got here and showed me around some, but it will take a long time to see everything. The angels are so cool. I love to watch them fly. And, you know what? Jesus doesn’t look like any of his pictures. Yet, when I saw Him, I knew it was Him. Jesus himself took me to see GOD! And guess what, Mom? I got to sit on God’s knee and talk to Him, like I was somebody important. That’s when I told Him that I wanted to write you a letter, to tell you good-bye and everything. But I already knew that wasn’t allowed. Well, you know what Mom? God handed me some paper and His own personal pen to write you this letter. I think Gabriel is the name of the angel who is going to drop this letter off to you. God said for me to give you the answer to one of the questions you asked Him ‘Where was He when I needed him?’ “God said He was in the same place with me, as when His son Jesus was on the cross. He was right there, as He always is with all His children.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh, by the way, Mom, no one else can see what I’ve written except you. To everyone else this is just a blank piece of paper. Isn’t that cool? I have to give God His pen back now. He needs it to write some more names in the Book of Life. Tonight I get to sit at the table with Jesus for supper. I’m, sure the food will be great.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh, I almost forgot to tell you. I don’t hurt anymore. The cancer is all gone. I’m glad because I couldn’t stand that pain anymore and God couldn’t stand to see me hurt so much, either. That’s when He sent The Angel of Mercy to come get me. The Angel said I was a Special Delivery! How about that?&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krunalcp.blogspot.com/feeds/6270219685648188940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/2777285087548960962/6270219685648188940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2777285087548960962/posts/default/6270219685648188940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2777285087548960962/posts/default/6270219685648188940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krunalcp.blogspot.com/2010/09/little-boy.html' title='The little boy'/><author><name>KrunaL Parvadiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05291056089713026403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9O_9OqpWMafASbV1kf9r7o8kDjBhDWJaOo1oc6GOzPPbqwyngpQ130Nz4uP1R-X2IutZWCif-ddaMjav6FYUOgOEyRaFHW0rQdKw4ydfYTZ1AgOPvhq6RJwNCCF0A4Q/s220/Screenshot+2020-06-23+at+4.38.31+PM.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2777285087548960962.post-3994256718772954587</id><published>2010-09-22T15:57:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-09-22T15:57:45.381+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Helpless love</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Once upon a time all feelings and emotions went to a coastal island for a vacation. According to their nature, each was having a good time. Suddenly, a warning of an impending storm was announced and everyone was advised to evacuate the island.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The announcement caused sudden panic. All rushed to their boats. Even damaged boats were quickly repaired and commissioned for duty.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yet, Love did not wish to flee quickly. There was so much to do. But as the clouds darkened, Love realised it was time to leave. Alas, there were no boats to spare. Love looked around with hope.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just then Prosperity passed by in a luxurious boat. Love shouted, “Prosperity, could you please take me in your boat?”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;“No,” replied Prosperity, “my boat is full of precious possessions, gold and silver. There is no place for you.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A little later Vanity came by in a beautiful boat. Again Love shouted, “Could you help me, Vanity? I am stranded and need a lift. Please take me with you.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Vanity responded haughtily, “No, I cannot take you with me. My boat will get soiled with your muddy feet.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sorrow passed by after some time. Again, Love asked for help. But it was to no avail. “No, I cannot take you with me. I am so sad. I want to be by myself.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When Happiness passed by a few minutes later, Love again called for help. But Happiness was so happy that it did not look around, hardly concerned about anyone.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Love was growing restless and dejected. Just then somebody called out, “Come Love, I will take you with me.” Love did not know who was being so magnanimous, but jumped on to the boat, greatly relieved that she would reach a safe place.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;On getting off the boat, Love met Knowledge. Puzzled, Love inquired, “Knowledge, do you know who so generously gave me a lift just when no one else wished to help?”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Knowledge smiled, “Oh, that was Time.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;“And why would Time stop to pick me and take me to safety?” Love wondered.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Knowledge smiled with deep wisdom and replied, “Because only Time knows your true greatness and what you are capable of. Only Love can bring peace and great happiness in this world.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;“The important message is that when we are prosperous, we overlook love. When we feel important, we forget love. Even in happiness and sorrow we forget love. Only with time do we realize the importance of love. Why wait that long? Why not make love a part of your life today?”&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krunalcp.blogspot.com/feeds/3994256718772954587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/2777285087548960962/3994256718772954587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2777285087548960962/posts/default/3994256718772954587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2777285087548960962/posts/default/3994256718772954587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krunalcp.blogspot.com/2010/09/helpless-love.html' title='Helpless love'/><author><name>KrunaL Parvadiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05291056089713026403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9O_9OqpWMafASbV1kf9r7o8kDjBhDWJaOo1oc6GOzPPbqwyngpQ130Nz4uP1R-X2IutZWCif-ddaMjav6FYUOgOEyRaFHW0rQdKw4ydfYTZ1AgOPvhq6RJwNCCF0A4Q/s220/Screenshot+2020-06-23+at+4.38.31+PM.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2777285087548960962.post-5754091307814871631</id><published>2010-07-16T13:54:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-16T13:54:04.433+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Live and Work</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Father was a hardworking man who delivered bread as a living to support his wife and three children. He spent all his evenings after work attending classes, hoping to improve himself so that he could one day find a better paying job. Except for Sundays, Father hardly ate a meal together with his family. He worked and studied very hard because he wanted to provide his family with the best money could buy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Whenever the family complained that he was not spending enough time with them, he reasoned that he was doing all this for them. But he often yearned to spend more time with his family.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The day came when the examination results were announced. To his joy, Father passed, and with distinctions too! Soon after, he was offered a good job as a senior supervisor which paid handsomely.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Like a dream come true, Father could now afford to provide his family with life’s little luxuries like nice clothing, fine food and vacation abroad.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;However, the family still did not get to see father for most of the week. He continued to work very hard, hoping to be promoted to the position of manager. In fact, to make himself a worthily candidate for the promotion, he enrolled for another course in the open university.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Again, whenever the family complained that he was not spending enough time with them, he reasoned that he was doing all this for them. But he often yearned to spend more time with his family.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Father’s hard work paid off and he was promoted. Jubilantly, he decided to hire a maid to relieve his wife from her domestic tasks. He also felt that their three-room flat was no longer big enough, it would be nice for his family to be ablt to enjoy the facilities and comfort of a condominium. Having experienced the rewards of his hard work many times before, Father resolved to further his studies and work at being promoted again. The family still did not get to see much of him. In fact, sometimes Father had to work on Sundays entertaining clients. Again, whenever the family complained that he was not spending enough time with them, he reasoned that he was doing all this for them. But he often yearned to spend more time with his family.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As expected, Father’s hard work paid off again and he bought a beautiful condominium overlooking the coast of Singapore. On the first Sunday evening at their new home, Father declared to his family that he decided not to take anymore courses or pursue any more promotions. From then on he was going to devote more time to his family.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Father did not wake up the next day.&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krunalcp.blogspot.com/feeds/5754091307814871631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/2777285087548960962/5754091307814871631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2777285087548960962/posts/default/5754091307814871631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2777285087548960962/posts/default/5754091307814871631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krunalcp.blogspot.com/2010/07/live-and-work.html' title='Live and Work'/><author><name>KrunaL Parvadiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05291056089713026403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9O_9OqpWMafASbV1kf9r7o8kDjBhDWJaOo1oc6GOzPPbqwyngpQ130Nz4uP1R-X2IutZWCif-ddaMjav6FYUOgOEyRaFHW0rQdKw4ydfYTZ1AgOPvhq6RJwNCCF0A4Q/s220/Screenshot+2020-06-23+at+4.38.31+PM.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2777285087548960962.post-926439923046039654</id><published>2010-07-16T13:46:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-16T13:46:06.038+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The important things in life</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;A philosophy professor stood before his class with some items on the table in front of him. When the class began, wordlessly he picked up a very large and empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with rocks, about 2 inches in diameter.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He then asked the students if the jar was full. They agreed that it was.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So the professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the jar. He shook the jar lightly. The pebbles, of course, rolled into the open areas between the rocks.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He then asked the students again if the jar was full. They agreed it was.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The professor picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar. Of course, the sand filled up everything else.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He then asked once more if the jar was full. The students responded with a unanimous “Yes.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;“Now,” said the professor, “I want you to recognize that this jar represents your life. The rocks are the important things – your family, your partner, your health, your children – things that if everything else was lost and only they remained, your life would still be full.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The pebbles are the other things that matter – like your job, your house, your car.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The sand is everything else. The small stuff.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;“If you put the sand into the jar first,” he continued “there is no room for the pebbles or the rocks. The same goes for your life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you spend all your time and energy on the small stuff, you will never have room for the things that are important to you. Pay attention to the things that are critical to your happiness. Play with your children. Take your partner out dancing. There will always be time to go to work, clean the house, give a dinner party and fix the disposal.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Take care of the rocks first – the things that really matter. Set your priorities. The rest is just sand.”&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krunalcp.blogspot.com/feeds/926439923046039654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/2777285087548960962/926439923046039654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2777285087548960962/posts/default/926439923046039654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2777285087548960962/posts/default/926439923046039654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krunalcp.blogspot.com/2010/07/important-things-in-life.html' title='The important things in life'/><author><name>KrunaL Parvadiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05291056089713026403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9O_9OqpWMafASbV1kf9r7o8kDjBhDWJaOo1oc6GOzPPbqwyngpQ130Nz4uP1R-X2IutZWCif-ddaMjav6FYUOgOEyRaFHW0rQdKw4ydfYTZ1AgOPvhq6RJwNCCF0A4Q/s220/Screenshot+2020-06-23+at+4.38.31+PM.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2777285087548960962.post-5604906799587716645</id><published>2010-06-22T17:49:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-16T14:02:35.091+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The mouse trap</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;A mouse looked through the crack in the wall to see the farmer and his wife open a package. “What food might this contain?” the mouse wondered. He was devastated to discover it was a mousetrap.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Retreating to the farmyard, the mouse proclaimed the warning: “There is a mousetrap in the house! There is a mousetrap in the house!”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The chicken clucked and scratched, raised her head and said “Mr. Mouse, I can tell this is a grave concern to you, but it is of no consequence to me. I cannot be bothered by it.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The mouse turned to the pig and told him “There is a mousetrap in the house! There is a mousetrap in the house!” The pig sympathized, but said “I am so very sorry, Mr. Mouse, but there is nothing I can do about it but pray. Be assured you are in my prayers.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The mouse turned to the cow and said “There is a mousetrap in the house! There is a mousetrap in the house!” The cow said “Wow, Mr. Mouse. I’m sorry for you, but it’s no skin off my nose.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, the mouse returned to the house, head down and dejected, to face the farmer’s mousetrap alone.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That very night a sound was heard throughout the house – like the sound of a mousetrap catching its prey. The farmer’s wife rushed to see what was caught. In the darkness, she did not see it was a venomous snake whose tail the trap had caught. The snake bit the farmer’s wife. The farmer rushed her to the hospital and she returned home with a fever.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Everyone knows you treat a fever with fresh chicken soup, so the farmer took his hatchet to the farmyard for the soup’s main ingredient. But his wife’s sickness continued, so friends and neighbors came to sit with her around the clock. To feed them, the farmer butchered the pig. The farmer’s wife did not get well; she died. So many! people came for her funeral, the farmer had the cow slaughtered to provide enough meat for all of them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The mouse looked upon it all from his crack in the wall with great sadness. So, the next time you hear someone is facing a problem and think it doesn’t concern you, remember: when one of us is threatened, we are all at risk. We are all involved in this journey called life. We must keep an eye out for one another and make an extra effort to encourage one another. Each of us is a vital thread in another person’s tapestry.&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krunalcp.blogspot.com/feeds/5604906799587716645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/2777285087548960962/5604906799587716645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2777285087548960962/posts/default/5604906799587716645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2777285087548960962/posts/default/5604906799587716645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krunalcp.blogspot.com/2010/06/mouse-trap.html' title='The mouse trap'/><author><name>KrunaL Parvadiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05291056089713026403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9O_9OqpWMafASbV1kf9r7o8kDjBhDWJaOo1oc6GOzPPbqwyngpQ130Nz4uP1R-X2IutZWCif-ddaMjav6FYUOgOEyRaFHW0rQdKw4ydfYTZ1AgOPvhq6RJwNCCF0A4Q/s220/Screenshot+2020-06-23+at+4.38.31+PM.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2777285087548960962.post-8339588596240625433</id><published>2010-06-22T17:42:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-06-22T17:42:12.493+05:30</updated><title type='text'>How the poor live</title><content type='html'>&lt;font style=&quot;font: Calibri, Verdana, Arial;font-size: 1.1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One day, a father of a very wealthy family took his son on a trip to the country with the firm purpose of showing his son how poor people live. They spent a couple of days and nights on the farm of what would be considered a very poor family. On their return from their trip, the father asked his son, “How was the trip?”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;“It was great, Dad.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;“Did you see how poor people live?” the father asked.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;“Oh yeah,” said the son.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;“So, tell me, what did you learn from the trip?” asked the father.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The son answered, “I saw that we have one dog and they had four. We have a pool that reaches to the middle of our garden, and they have a creek that has no end. We have imported lanterns in our garden, and they have the stars at night. Our patio reaches to the front yard, and they have the whole horizon. We have a small piece of land to live on, and they have fields that go beyond our sight. We have servants who serve us, but they serve others. We buy our food, but they grow theirs. We have walls around our property to protect us; they have friends to protect them.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The boy’s father was speechless.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then his son added, “Thanks, Dad, for showing me how poor we are.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krunalcp.blogspot.com/feeds/8339588596240625433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/2777285087548960962/8339588596240625433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2777285087548960962/posts/default/8339588596240625433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2777285087548960962/posts/default/8339588596240625433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krunalcp.blogspot.com/2010/06/how-poor-live.html' title='How the poor live'/><author><name>KrunaL Parvadiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05291056089713026403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9O_9OqpWMafASbV1kf9r7o8kDjBhDWJaOo1oc6GOzPPbqwyngpQ130Nz4uP1R-X2IutZWCif-ddaMjav6FYUOgOEyRaFHW0rQdKw4ydfYTZ1AgOPvhq6RJwNCCF0A4Q/s220/Screenshot+2020-06-23+at+4.38.31+PM.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2777285087548960962.post-7457658222128611120</id><published>2010-06-22T17:41:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-06-22T17:41:12.064+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Remember those who serve</title><content type='html'>&lt;font style=&quot;font: Calibri, Verdana, Arial;font-size: 1.1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;In the days when an ice cream sundae cost much less, a 10 year-old boy entered a hotel coffee shop and sat at a table. A waitress put a glass of water in front of him. “How much is an ice cream sundae?” he asked. “50¢,” replied the waitress.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The little boy pulled his hand out of his pocket and studied the coins in it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;“Well, how much is a plain dish of ice cream?” he inquired. By now more people were waiting for a table and the waitress was growing impatient. “35¢!” she brusquely replied.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The little boy again counted his coins. “I’ll have the plain ice cream,” he said. The waitress brought the ice cream, put the bill on the table and walked away. The boy finished the ice cream, paid the cashier and left.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When the waitress came back, she began to cry as she wiped down the table. There, placed neatly beside the empty dish, were two nickels and five pennies. You see, he couldn’t have the sundae, because he had to have enough left to leave her a tip.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krunalcp.blogspot.com/feeds/7457658222128611120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/2777285087548960962/7457658222128611120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2777285087548960962/posts/default/7457658222128611120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2777285087548960962/posts/default/7457658222128611120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krunalcp.blogspot.com/2010/06/remember-those-who-serve.html' title='Remember those who serve'/><author><name>KrunaL Parvadiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05291056089713026403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9O_9OqpWMafASbV1kf9r7o8kDjBhDWJaOo1oc6GOzPPbqwyngpQ130Nz4uP1R-X2IutZWCif-ddaMjav6FYUOgOEyRaFHW0rQdKw4ydfYTZ1AgOPvhq6RJwNCCF0A4Q/s220/Screenshot+2020-06-23+at+4.38.31+PM.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2777285087548960962.post-1948674502752521888</id><published>2010-06-22T17:16:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-06-22T17:16:22.636+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Giving when it counts</title><content type='html'>&lt;font style=&quot;font: Calibri, Verdana, Arial;font-size: 1.1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Many years ago, when I worked as a volunteer at a hospital, I got to know a little girl named Liz who was suffering from a rare and serious disease. Her only chance of recovery appeared to be a blood transfusion from her 5-year-old brother, who had miraculously survived the same disease and had developed the antibodies needed to combat the illness. The doctor explained the situation to her little brother, and asked the little boy if he would be willing to give his blood to his sister. I saw him hesitate for only a moment before taking a deep breath and saying, “Yes, I’ll do it if it will save her.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As the transfusion progressed, he lay in bed next to his sister and smiled, as we all did, seeing the color returning to her cheeks. Then his face grew pale and his smile faded. He looked up at the doctor and asked with a trembling voice, “Will I start to die right away?”.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Being young, the little boy had misunderstood the doctor; he thought he was going to have to give his sister all of his blood in order to save her.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krunalcp.blogspot.com/feeds/1948674502752521888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/2777285087548960962/1948674502752521888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2777285087548960962/posts/default/1948674502752521888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2777285087548960962/posts/default/1948674502752521888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krunalcp.blogspot.com/2010/06/giving-when-it-counts.html' title='Giving when it counts'/><author><name>KrunaL Parvadiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05291056089713026403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9O_9OqpWMafASbV1kf9r7o8kDjBhDWJaOo1oc6GOzPPbqwyngpQ130Nz4uP1R-X2IutZWCif-ddaMjav6FYUOgOEyRaFHW0rQdKw4ydfYTZ1AgOPvhq6RJwNCCF0A4Q/s220/Screenshot+2020-06-23+at+4.38.31+PM.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2777285087548960962.post-3429955778184919375</id><published>2010-06-22T17:07:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-06-22T17:07:18.995+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Help others win</title><content type='html'>&lt;font style=&quot;font: Calibri, Verdana, Arial;font-size: 1.1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;A few years ago at the Seattle Special Olympics, nine contestants, all physically or mentally disabled, assembled at the starting line for the 100 yard dash. At the gun, they all started out, not exactly in a dash, but with a relish to run the race to the finish and win. All, that is, except one boy who stumbled on the asphalt, tumbled over a couple of times and began to cry. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The other eight heard the boy. They slowed down and looked back. They all turned around and went back. Every one of them. One girl with Down’s Syndrome bent down and kissed him and said, “This will make it better.” All nine linked arms and walked across the finish line together. Everyone in the stadium stood, and the cheering went on for several minutes. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krunalcp.blogspot.com/feeds/3429955778184919375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/2777285087548960962/3429955778184919375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2777285087548960962/posts/default/3429955778184919375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2777285087548960962/posts/default/3429955778184919375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krunalcp.blogspot.com/2010/06/help-others-win.html' title='Help others win'/><author><name>KrunaL Parvadiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05291056089713026403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9O_9OqpWMafASbV1kf9r7o8kDjBhDWJaOo1oc6GOzPPbqwyngpQ130Nz4uP1R-X2IutZWCif-ddaMjav6FYUOgOEyRaFHW0rQdKw4ydfYTZ1AgOPvhq6RJwNCCF0A4Q/s220/Screenshot+2020-06-23+at+4.38.31+PM.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2777285087548960962.post-5688256963667959652</id><published>2010-06-22T17:06:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-06-22T17:06:27.241+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Don’t Quit!</title><content type='html'>&lt;font style=&quot;font: Calibri, Verdana, Arial;font-size: 1.1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
When things go wrong, as they sometimes will,&lt;br /&gt;
when the road you’re trudging seems all uphill,&lt;br /&gt;
When the funds are low and the debts are high,&lt;br /&gt;
And you want to smile, but you have to sigh,&lt;br /&gt;
When care is pressing you down a bit,&lt;br /&gt;
Rest, if you must, but do not quit.&lt;br /&gt;
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Life is queer with its twists and turns,&lt;br /&gt;
As every one of us sometimes learns,&lt;br /&gt;
And many a failure turns about,&lt;br /&gt;
When he might have won had he stuck it out;&lt;br /&gt;
Don’t give up though the pace seems slow—&lt;br /&gt;
You may succeed with another blow.&lt;br /&gt;
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Often the goal is nearer than,&lt;br /&gt;
It seems to a faint and faltering man,&lt;br /&gt;
Often the struggler has given up,&lt;br /&gt;
When he might have captured the victor’s cup,&lt;br /&gt;
And he learned too late when the night slipped down,&lt;br /&gt;
How close he was to the golden crown.&lt;br /&gt;
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Success is failure turned inside out—&lt;br /&gt;
The silver tint of the clouds of doubt,&lt;br /&gt;
And you never can tell how close you are,&lt;br /&gt;
It may be near when it seems so far,&lt;br /&gt;
So stick to the fight when you’re hardest hit—&lt;br /&gt;
It’s when things seem worst that you must not quit.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/font&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krunalcp.blogspot.com/feeds/5688256963667959652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/2777285087548960962/5688256963667959652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2777285087548960962/posts/default/5688256963667959652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2777285087548960962/posts/default/5688256963667959652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krunalcp.blogspot.com/2010/06/dont-quit.html' title='Don’t Quit!'/><author><name>KrunaL Parvadiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05291056089713026403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9O_9OqpWMafASbV1kf9r7o8kDjBhDWJaOo1oc6GOzPPbqwyngpQ130Nz4uP1R-X2IutZWCif-ddaMjav6FYUOgOEyRaFHW0rQdKw4ydfYTZ1AgOPvhq6RJwNCCF0A4Q/s220/Screenshot+2020-06-23+at+4.38.31+PM.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2777285087548960962.post-5768754237076802154</id><published>2010-06-22T17:04:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-06-22T17:04:23.718+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Learn and Earn</title><content type='html'>&lt;font style=&quot;font: Calibri, Verdana, Arial;font-size: 1.1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Chuan and Jing joined a wholesale company together just after graduation. Both worked very hard.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After several years, the boss promoted Jing to sales executive but Chuan remained a sales rep. One day Chuan could not take it anymore, tender resignation to the boss and complained the boss did not value hard working staff, but only promoted those who flattered him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The boss knew that Chuan worked very hard for the years, but in order to help Chuan realize the difference between him and Jing, the boss asked Chuan to do the following. Go and find out anyone selling water melon in the market? Chuan returned and said yes. The boss asked how much per kg? Chuan went back to the market to ask and returned to inform boss the $12 per kg.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Boss told Chuan, I will ask Jing the same question? Jing went, returned and said, boss, only one person selling water melon. $12 per kg, $100 for 10 kg, he has inventory of 340 melons. On the table 58 melons, every melon weighs about 15 kg, bought from the South two days ago, they are fresh and red, good quality.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Chuan was very impressed and realized the difference between himself and Jing. He decided not to resign but to learn from Jing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My dear friends, a more successful person is more observant, think more and understand in depth. For the same matter, a more successful person sees several years ahead, while you see only tomorrow. The difference between a year and a day is 365 times, how could you win?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Think! how far have you seen ahead in your life? How thoughtful in depth are you?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krunalcp.blogspot.com/feeds/5768754237076802154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/2777285087548960962/5768754237076802154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2777285087548960962/posts/default/5768754237076802154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2777285087548960962/posts/default/5768754237076802154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krunalcp.blogspot.com/2010/06/learn-and-earn.html' title='Learn and Earn'/><author><name>KrunaL Parvadiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05291056089713026403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9O_9OqpWMafASbV1kf9r7o8kDjBhDWJaOo1oc6GOzPPbqwyngpQ130Nz4uP1R-X2IutZWCif-ddaMjav6FYUOgOEyRaFHW0rQdKw4ydfYTZ1AgOPvhq6RJwNCCF0A4Q/s220/Screenshot+2020-06-23+at+4.38.31+PM.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2777285087548960962.post-2607932358459550549</id><published>2010-06-22T16:59:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-06-22T16:59:20.262+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Don’t Be Afraid</title><content type='html'>&lt;font style=&quot;font: Calibri, Verdana, Arial;font-size: 1.1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Here we are, afraid of losing what we have all the time, holding on to it so tight that not a soul can touch it. We think by hiding it from the world, it’s hidden and it’s ours. Nothing is. Nothing ever will be. For, nothing ever was.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you think there is anything that you have, that’s yours, be it money, a house, a job, or a girlfriend… it’s nothing but an illusion. It’ll all disappear… in one blow. One blow, my man.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here we are, so insecure that we are afraid of re-starting our lives, so we just carry on trying to sort out the current mess. The thought that we should give it all up and just start all over – with nothing – might cross our minds some time, sure, but we get scared and we push away anything that scares us.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There is nothing I can ever achieve or gain that I cannot lose, in a matter of seconds. You have never gained enough to not be able to lose it all, in just a few minutes. What you think is yours, was never yours and will never be yours. Whatever you make here, you leave here. You came naked and you’re going to go back naked.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So what are you afraid of?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Let all be lost. Let them take away everything. As long as you have your heart beating strong, as long as you have your nostrils working fine, as long as the blood flows in your veins, you will live, you will breathe and you can get it all back… again and again. For, if you can do it once, you can damn well do it again. It’s just a game we play – Life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krunalcp.blogspot.com/feeds/2607932358459550549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/2777285087548960962/2607932358459550549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2777285087548960962/posts/default/2607932358459550549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2777285087548960962/posts/default/2607932358459550549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krunalcp.blogspot.com/2010/06/dont-be-afraid.html' title='Don’t Be Afraid'/><author><name>KrunaL Parvadiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05291056089713026403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9O_9OqpWMafASbV1kf9r7o8kDjBhDWJaOo1oc6GOzPPbqwyngpQ130Nz4uP1R-X2IutZWCif-ddaMjav6FYUOgOEyRaFHW0rQdKw4ydfYTZ1AgOPvhq6RJwNCCF0A4Q/s220/Screenshot+2020-06-23+at+4.38.31+PM.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2777285087548960962.post-5663961042139191942</id><published>2010-06-22T16:45:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-06-22T16:45:27.594+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The Smell of Rain</title><content type='html'>&lt;font style=&quot;font: Calibri, Verdana, Arial;font-size: 1.1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;A cold March wind danced around the dead of night in Dallas as the Doctor walked into the small hospital room of Diana Blessing. Still groggy from surgery, her husband David held her hand as they braced themselves for the latest news. That afternoon of March 10,1991, complications had forced Diana, only 24 weeks pregnant, to Danae Lu Blessing. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;At 12 inches long and weighing only one pound and nine ounces, they already knew she was perilously premature. Still, the doctor’s soft words dropped like bombs. I don’t think she’s going to make it, he said, as kindly as he could. “There’s only a 10 percent chance she will live through the night, and even then, if by some slim chance she does make it, her future could be a very cruel one.” Numb with disbelief, David and Diana listened as the doctor described the devastating problems Danae would likely face if she survived. She would never walk, she would never talk, she would probably be blind, and she would certainly be prone to other catastrophic conditions from cerebral palsy to complete mental retardation, and on and on. “No! No!” was all Diana could say. She and David, with their 5-year-old son Dustin, had long dreamed of the day they would have a daughter to become a family of four. Now, within a matter of hours, that dream was slipping away. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Through the dark hours of morning as Danae held onto life by the thinnest thread, Diana slipped in and out of sleep, growing more and more determined that their tiny daughter would live, and live to be a healthy, happy young girl. But David, fully awake and listening to additional dire details of their daughter’s chances of ever leaving the hospital alive, much less healthy, knew he must confront his wife with the inevitable. David walked in and said that we needed to talk about making funeral arrangements. Diana remembers, ‘I felt so bad for him because he was doing everything, trying to include me in what was going on, but I just wouldn’t listen, I couldn’t listen. I said, “No, that is not going to happen, no way! I don’t care what the doctors say; Danae is not going to die! One day she will be just fine, and she will be coming home with us!” &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;As if willed to live by Diana’s determination, Danae clung to life hour after hour, with the help of every medical machine and marvel her miniature body could endure. But as those first days passed, a new agony set in for David and Diana. Because Danae’s under-developed nervous system was essentially raw, the lightest kiss or caress only intensified her discomfort, so they couldn’t even cradle their tiny baby girl against their chests to offer the strength of their love. All they could do, as Danae struggled alone beneath the ultraviolet light in the tangle of tubes and wires, was to pray that God would stay close to their precious little girl. There was never a moment when Danae suddenly grew stronger.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;But as the weeks went by, she did slowly gain an ounce of weight here and an ounce of strength there. At last, when Danae turned two months old, her parents were able to hold her in their arms for the very first time. And two months later-though doctors continued to gently but grimly warn that her chances of surviving, much less living any kind of normal life, were next to zero. Danae went home from the hospital, just as her mother had predicted.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Today, five years later, Danae is a petite but feisty young girl with glittering gray eyes and an unquenchable zest for life. She shows no signs, what so ever, of any mental or physical impairment. Simply, she is everything a little girl can be and more-but that happy ending is far from the end of her story. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One blistering afternoon in the summer of 1996 near her home in Irving, Texas, Danae was sitting in her mother’s lap in the bleachers of a local ballpark where her brother Dustin’s baseball team was practicing. As always, Danae was chattering non-stop with her mother and several other adults sitting nearby when she suddenly fell silent. Hugging her arms across her chest, Danae asked, “Do you smell that?” Smelling the air and detecting the approach of a thunderstorm, Diana replied, “Yes, it smells like rain.” Danae closed her eyes and again asked, “Do you smell that?” Once again, her mother replied, “Yes, I think we’re about to get wet, it smells like rain. Still caught in the moment, Danae shook her head, patted her thin shoulders with her small hands and loudly announced, “No, it smells like Him. It smells like God when you lay your head on His chest.” Tears blurred Diana’s eyes as Danae then happily hopped down to play with the other children.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Before the rains came, her daughter’s words confirmed what Diana and all the members of the extended Blessing family had known, at least in their hearts, all along. During those long days and nights of her first two months of her life, when her nerves were too sensitive for them to touch her, God was holding Danae on His chest and it is His loving scent that she remembers so well.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;This story is real.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krunalcp.blogspot.com/feeds/5663961042139191942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/2777285087548960962/5663961042139191942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2777285087548960962/posts/default/5663961042139191942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2777285087548960962/posts/default/5663961042139191942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krunalcp.blogspot.com/2010/06/smell-of-rain.html' title='The Smell of Rain'/><author><name>KrunaL Parvadiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05291056089713026403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9O_9OqpWMafASbV1kf9r7o8kDjBhDWJaOo1oc6GOzPPbqwyngpQ130Nz4uP1R-X2IutZWCif-ddaMjav6FYUOgOEyRaFHW0rQdKw4ydfYTZ1AgOPvhq6RJwNCCF0A4Q/s220/Screenshot+2020-06-23+at+4.38.31+PM.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2777285087548960962.post-4933080322161916789</id><published>2010-06-22T16:43:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-06-22T16:43:49.323+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Juggle Balls</title><content type='html'>&lt;font style=&quot;font: Calibri, Verdana, Arial;font-size: 1.1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Imagine life as a game in which you are juggling some five balls in the air. You name them – work, family, health, friends and spirit and you’re keeping all of these in the air. You will soon understand that work is a rubber ball. If you drop it, it will bounce back. But the other four balls – family, health, friends and spirit are made of glass. If you drop one of these, they will be irrevocably scuffed, marked, nicked, damaged or even shattered. They will never be the same. You must understand that and strive for balance in your life. How?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;•Don’t undermine your worth by comparing yourself with others. It is because we are different that each of us is special.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;•Don’t set your goals by what other people deem important. Only you know what is best for you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;•Don’t take for granted the things closest to your heart. Cling to them as you would your life, for without them, life is meaningless.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;•Don’t let your life slip through your fingers by living in the past or for the future. By living your life one day at a time, you live ALL the days of your life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;•Don’t give up when you still have something to give. Nothing is really over until the moment you stop trying.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;•Don’t be afraid to admit that you are less than perfect. It is this fragile thread that binds us each together.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;•Don’t be afraid to encounter risks. It is by taking chances that we learn how to be brave.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;•Don’t shut love out of your life by saying it’s impossible to find. The quickest way to receive love is to give; the fastest way to lose love is to hold it too tightly; and the best way to keep love is to give it wings.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;•Don’t run through life so fast that you forget not only where you’ve been, but also where you are going.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;•Don’t forget that a person’s greatest emotional need is to feel appreciated.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;•Don’t be afraid to learn. Knowledge is weightless, a treasure you can always carry easily.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;•Don’t use time or words carelessly. Neither can be retrieved. Life is not a race, but a journey to be savored each step of the way.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krunalcp.blogspot.com/feeds/4933080322161916789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/2777285087548960962/4933080322161916789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2777285087548960962/posts/default/4933080322161916789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2777285087548960962/posts/default/4933080322161916789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krunalcp.blogspot.com/2010/06/juggle-balls.html' title='Juggle Balls'/><author><name>KrunaL Parvadiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05291056089713026403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9O_9OqpWMafASbV1kf9r7o8kDjBhDWJaOo1oc6GOzPPbqwyngpQ130Nz4uP1R-X2IutZWCif-ddaMjav6FYUOgOEyRaFHW0rQdKw4ydfYTZ1AgOPvhq6RJwNCCF0A4Q/s220/Screenshot+2020-06-23+at+4.38.31+PM.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2777285087548960962.post-4410206212500746438</id><published>2010-06-22T16:42:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-06-22T16:42:22.507+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Never Quits</title><content type='html'>&lt;font style=&quot;font: Calibri, Verdana, Arial;font-size: 1.1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Abraham Lincoln never quits.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Born into poverty, Lincoln was faced with defeat throughout his life. He lost eight elections, twice failed in business and suffered a nervous breakdown.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;He could have quit many times – but he didn’t and because he didn’t quit, he became one of the greatest presidents in the United States history.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Here is a sketch of Lincoln’s road to the White House:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;•1816 His family was forced out of their home. He had to work to support them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;•1818 His mother died.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;•1831 Failed in business.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;•1832 Ran for state legislature – lost.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;•1832 Also lost his job – wanted to go to law school but couldn’t get in.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;•1833 Borrowed some money from a friend to begin a business and by the end of the year he was bankrupt. He spent the next 17 years of his life paying off this debt.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;•1834 Ran for state legislature again – won.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;•1835 Was engaged to be married, sweetheart died and his heart was broken.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;•1836 Had a total nervous breakdown and was in bed for six months.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;•1838 Sought to become speaker of the state legislature – defeated.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;•1840 Sought to become elector – defeated.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;•1843 Ran for Congress – lost.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;•1846 Ran for Congress again – this time he won – went to Washington and did a good job.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;•1848 Ran for re-election to Congress – lost.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;•1849 Sought the job of land officer in his home state – rejected.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;•1854 Ran for Senate of the United States – lost.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;•1856 Sought the Vice-Presidential nomination at his party’s national convention – get less than 100 votes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;•1858 Ran for U.S. Senate again – again he lost.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;•1860 Elected president of the United States.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krunalcp.blogspot.com/feeds/4410206212500746438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/2777285087548960962/4410206212500746438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2777285087548960962/posts/default/4410206212500746438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2777285087548960962/posts/default/4410206212500746438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krunalcp.blogspot.com/2010/06/never-quits.html' title='Never Quits'/><author><name>KrunaL Parvadiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05291056089713026403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9O_9OqpWMafASbV1kf9r7o8kDjBhDWJaOo1oc6GOzPPbqwyngpQ130Nz4uP1R-X2IutZWCif-ddaMjav6FYUOgOEyRaFHW0rQdKw4ydfYTZ1AgOPvhq6RJwNCCF0A4Q/s220/Screenshot+2020-06-23+at+4.38.31+PM.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2777285087548960962.post-9125677351277821578</id><published>2010-06-22T16:40:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-06-22T16:40:19.565+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Believe in Yourself</title><content type='html'>&lt;font style=&quot;font: Calibri, Verdana, Arial;font-size: 1.1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;There may be days when you get up in the morning and things aren’t the way you had hoped they would be.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That’s when you have to tell yourself that things will get better. There are times when people disappoint you and let you down.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But those are the times when you must remind yourself to trust your own judgments and opinions, to keep your life focused on believing in yourself.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There will be challenges to face and changes to make in your life, and it is up to you to accept them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Constantly keep yourself headed in the right direction for you. It may not be easy at times, but in those times of struggle you will find a stronger sense of who you are.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So when the days come that are filled with frustration and unexpected responsibilities, remember to believe in yourself and all you want your life to be.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Because the challenges and changes will only help you to find the goals that you know are meant to come true for you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Keep Believing in Yourself&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krunalcp.blogspot.com/feeds/9125677351277821578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/2777285087548960962/9125677351277821578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2777285087548960962/posts/default/9125677351277821578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2777285087548960962/posts/default/9125677351277821578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krunalcp.blogspot.com/2010/06/believe-in-yourself.html' title='Believe in Yourself'/><author><name>KrunaL Parvadiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05291056089713026403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9O_9OqpWMafASbV1kf9r7o8kDjBhDWJaOo1oc6GOzPPbqwyngpQ130Nz4uP1R-X2IutZWCif-ddaMjav6FYUOgOEyRaFHW0rQdKw4ydfYTZ1AgOPvhq6RJwNCCF0A4Q/s220/Screenshot+2020-06-23+at+4.38.31+PM.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2777285087548960962.post-2847468043754346860</id><published>2010-06-22T16:39:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-06-22T16:39:07.492+05:30</updated><title type='text'>To Let Go</title><content type='html'>&lt;font style=&quot;font: Calibri, Verdana, Arial;font-size: 1.1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;To let go does not mean to stop caring, it means I can’t do it for someone else.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;To let go is not to cut myself off, it’s the realization that I can’t control another.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;To let go is not to enable, but to allow learning from natural consequences.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;To let go is to admit powerlessness, which means the outcome is not in my hands.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;To let go is not to try to change or blame another, it’s to make the most of myself.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;To let go is not to care for, but to care about.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;To let go is not to fix, but to be supportive.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;To let go is not to judge, but to allow another to be a human being.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;To let go is not to be in the middle arranging all the outcomes, but to allow others to affect their own destinies.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;To let go is not to be protective, it’s to permit another to face reality.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;To let go is not to criticize, or regulate anyone, but to try to become what I dream I can do.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;To let go is to fear less, and to love more.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krunalcp.blogspot.com/feeds/2847468043754346860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/2777285087548960962/2847468043754346860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2777285087548960962/posts/default/2847468043754346860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2777285087548960962/posts/default/2847468043754346860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krunalcp.blogspot.com/2010/06/to-let-go.html' title='To Let Go'/><author><name>KrunaL Parvadiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05291056089713026403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9O_9OqpWMafASbV1kf9r7o8kDjBhDWJaOo1oc6GOzPPbqwyngpQ130Nz4uP1R-X2IutZWCif-ddaMjav6FYUOgOEyRaFHW0rQdKw4ydfYTZ1AgOPvhq6RJwNCCF0A4Q/s220/Screenshot+2020-06-23+at+4.38.31+PM.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2777285087548960962.post-705552275958579358</id><published>2010-06-22T16:36:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-06-22T16:36:10.702+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Learn from Mistakes</title><content type='html'>&lt;font style=&quot;font: Calibri, Verdana, Arial;font-size: 1.1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Thomas Edison tried two thousand different materials in search of a filament for the light bulb. When none worked satisfactorily, his assistant complained, “All our work is in vain. We have learned nothing.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Edison replied very confidently, “Oh, we have come a long way and we have learned a lot. We know that there are two thousand elements which we cannot use to make a good light bulb.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krunalcp.blogspot.com/feeds/705552275958579358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/2777285087548960962/705552275958579358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2777285087548960962/posts/default/705552275958579358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2777285087548960962/posts/default/705552275958579358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krunalcp.blogspot.com/2010/06/learn-from-mistakes.html' title='Learn from Mistakes'/><author><name>KrunaL Parvadiya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05291056089713026403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9O_9OqpWMafASbV1kf9r7o8kDjBhDWJaOo1oc6GOzPPbqwyngpQ130Nz4uP1R-X2IutZWCif-ddaMjav6FYUOgOEyRaFHW0rQdKw4ydfYTZ1AgOPvhq6RJwNCCF0A4Q/s220/Screenshot+2020-06-23+at+4.38.31+PM.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2777285087548960962.post-7510902857108216411</id><published>2010-05-26T13:59:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-16T15:32:40.639+05:30</updated><title type='text'>FAMOUS  QUOTATIONS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:15px;font-weight:bold;color:#3B5998&quot;&gt;Abraham Lincoln&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;In the end it&#39;s not the years in your life that count; it&#39;s the life in your years.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;Nearly all men can stand adversity, but if you want to test a man&#39;s character, give him power.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;You cannot escape the responsibility of tomorrow by evading it today.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;You can fool all of the people some of the time, some of the people all of the time, but you can&#39;t fool all of the people all of the time.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:15px;font-weight:bold;color:#3B5998&quot;&gt;Aesop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;After all is said and done, more is said than done.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:15px;font-weight:bold;color:#3B5998&quot;&gt;Albert Einstein&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;Only two things are infinite - the universe and human stupidity, and I&#39;m not sure about the former.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;When you are courting a nice girl, an hour seems like a second. When you sit on a red-hot cinder, a second seems like an hour. That&#39;s relativity.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;Not everything that can be counted counts, and not everything that counts can be counted.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;The difference between genius and stupidity is that genius has its limits.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;It&#39;s not that I&#39;m so smart, it&#39;s just that I stay with problems longer.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;Anyone who has never made a mistake has never tried anything new.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;Before God we are all equally wise - and equally foolish.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;Great spirits have always encountered violent opposition from mediocre minds.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;Gravitation cannot be held responsible for people falling in love.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:15px;font-weight:bold;color:#3B5998&quot;&gt;Aldous Huxley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;Maybe this world is another planet&#39;s hell.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:15px;font-weight:bold;color:#3B5998&quot;&gt;Alexander Graham Bell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;When one door closes, another opens; but we often look so long and so regretfully upon the closed door that we do not see the one which has opened for us.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:15px;font-weight:bold;color:#3B5998&quot;&gt;Alexander Pope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;Fools rush in where angels fear to tread.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:15px;font-weight:bold;color:#3B5998&quot;&gt;Alexander Solzhenitsyn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;Can a man who is warm understand one who is freezing?&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:15px;font-weight:bold;color:#3B5998&quot;&gt;Alexandre Dumas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;Pure love and suspicion cannot dwell together: at the door where the latter enters, the former makes its exit. Alexandre Dumas All for one and one for all.&quot;&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:15px;font-weight:bold;color:#3B5998&quot;&gt;Alfred Hitchcock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;Drama is life with the dull bits cut out.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:15px;font-weight:bold;color:#3B5998&quot;&gt;Alfred Lord Tennyson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;Tis better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:15px;font-weight:bold;color:#3B5998&quot;&gt;Anais Nin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;We don&#39;t see things as they are; we see things as we are.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;Life shrinks or expands in proportion to one&#39;s courage.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:15px;font-weight:bold;color:#3B5998&quot;&gt;Anatole France&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;To accomplish great things, we must not only act, but also dream; not only plan but also believe.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:15px;font-weight:bold;color:#3B5998&quot;&gt;Anna Freud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;Creative minds have always been known to survive any kind of bad training.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:15px;font-weight:bold;color:#3B5998&quot;&gt;Anonymous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;The secret of life is not to do what you like, but to like what you do.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;A real friend is someone who walks in when the rest of the world walks out.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;Opportunity may knock only once, but temptation leans on the doorbell.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;Good supervision is the art of getting average people to do superior work.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;There is safety in numbers.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;The only thing in life achieved without effort is failure.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;The speed of the leader determines the rate of the pack.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;Many receive advice; only the wise profit from it.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;Remember, no one can make you feel inferior, without your consent.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;Obstacles are those frightful things you see when you take your eyes off your goals.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;Genius is the ability to reduce the complicated to the simple.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;The secret of happiness is not doing what one likes, but in liking what one does.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;Only those who keep trying eventually win.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;Getting something done is an accomplishment; getting something done right is an achievement.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;Do not let what you cannot do interfere with what you can do.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;The best time to do something worthwhile is between yesterday and tomorrow.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:15px;font-weight:bold;color:#3B5998&quot;&gt;Antoine de Saint Exupery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;Perfection is achieved, not when there is nothing more to add, but when there is nothing left to take away.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;Life has taught us that love does not consist in gazing at each other, but in looking outward together in the same direction.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:15px;font-weight:bold;color:#3B5998&quot;&gt;Aristotle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;Wit is educated insolence.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;Education is the best provision for the journey to old age.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;One swallow does not make the spring.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;Pleasure in the job puts perfection in the work.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;We are what we repeatedly do.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:15px;font-weight:bold;color:#3B5998&quot;&gt;Benjamin Disraeli&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;Talk to a man about himself and he will listen for hours.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;The greatest good you can do for another is not just share your riches, but reveal to him his own.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;Little things affect little minds.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;The secret of success is constancy of purpose.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;Most fools think they are only ignorant.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:15px;font-weight:bold;color:#3B5998&quot;&gt;Charles Darwin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;It is not the strongest of the species that survives, nor the most intelligent, but the one most responsive to change.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:15px;font-weight:bold;color:#3B5998&quot;&gt;Charles de Gaulle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;Live as if you were to die tomorrow; learn as if you were to live forever. Mahatma Gandhi Nothing strengthens authority as much as silence&quot;&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;Graveyards are full of indispensable men.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:15px;font-weight:bold;color:#3B5998&quot;&gt;Coco Chanel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;There are people who have money and people who are rich.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:15px;font-weight:bold;color:#3B5998&quot;&gt;Conficius&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;Our greatest glory is not in never falling, but in rising every time we fall.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;Respect yourself and others will respect you.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:15px;font-weight:bold;color:#3B5998&quot;&gt;E.M. Cioran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;Gratitude is not only the greatest of virtues, but the parent of all others. Cicero Progress is the injustice each generation commits with regard to its predecessors.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:15px;font-weight:bold;color:#3B5998&quot;&gt;Emile Zola&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;The artist is nothing without the gift, but the gift is nothing without work.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:15px;font-weight:bold;color:#3B5998&quot;&gt;Ernest Hemmingway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;Never confuse movement with action.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:15px;font-weight:bold;color:#3B5998&quot;&gt;Euripides&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;In case of dissension, never dare to judge till you&#39;ve heard the other side.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;Man&#39;s best possession is a sympathetic wife.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:15px;font-weight:bold;color:#3B5998&quot;&gt;F. de la Rochefoucauld&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;Many people despise wealth but few know how to give it away.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;Men give away nothing so liberally as their advice.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:15px;font-weight:bold;color:#3B5998&quot;&gt;F.W. Robertson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;Instruction ends in the schoolroom, but education ends only with life.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:15px;font-weight:bold;color:#3B5998&quot;&gt;Francois Rabelais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;If you wish to avoid seeing a fool, you must break your mirror.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:15px;font-weight:bold;color:#3B5998&quot;&gt;Franklin D. Roosevelt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;The only thing we have to fear is fear itself.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:15px;font-weight:bold;color:#3B5998&quot;&gt;Friedrich Nietzche&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;What doesn&#39;t kill you will make you stronger.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;The advantage of a bad memory is that one enjoys several times the same good things for the first time.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;When one has much to put into them, a day has a hundred pockets.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:15px;font-weight:bold;color:#3B5998&quot;&gt;G. K. Chesterton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;Don&#39;t ever take a fence down until you know the reason it was put up.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:15px;font-weight:bold;color:#3B5998&quot;&gt;Galileo Galilei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;We cannot teach people anything; we can only help them discover it within themselves.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:15px;font-weight:bold;color:#3B5998&quot;&gt;George Bernard Shaw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;Great Britain and the United States are nations separated by a common language.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;The greatest of our evils and the worst of our crimes is poverty.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;Youth is a wonderful thing. What a crime to waste it on children!&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;Martyrdom ... is the only way in which a man can become famous without ability.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;We don&#39;t stop playing because we grow old; we grow old because we stop playing.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;Reasonable men adapt to the world. Unreasonable men adapt the world to themselves. That&#39;s why all progress depends on unreasonable men.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:15px;font-weight:bold;color:#3B5998&quot;&gt;Gracie Allen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;When I was born, I was so surprised I didn&#39;t talk for a year and a half.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:15px;font-weight:bold;color:#3B5998&quot;&gt;Henry Ford&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;Obstacles are those frightful things you see when you take your eyes off your goal.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;You can&#39;t build a reputation on what you are going to do.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:15px;font-weight:bold;color:#3B5998&quot;&gt;Henry Kissinger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;The absence of alternatives clears the mind marvellously.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;The nice thing about being a celebrity is that if you bore people they think it&#39;s their fault.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:15px;font-weight:bold;color:#3B5998&quot;&gt;Honore de Balzac&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;Behind every great fortune there is a crime.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:15px;font-weight:bold;color:#3B5998&quot;&gt;Immanuel Kant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;Science is organized knowledge. Wisdom is organized life.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:15px;font-weight:bold;color:#3B5998&quot;&gt;Ingrid Bergman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;Happiness lies in good health and a bad memory.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:15px;font-weight:bold;color:#3B5998&quot;&gt;Isaac Newton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;Tact is the knack of making a point without making an enemy.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:15px;font-weight:bold;color:#3B5998&quot;&gt;J. Paul Getty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;Money isn&#39;t everything but it sure keeps you in touch with your children.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;If you can actually count your money, then you&#39;re not a rich man.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:15px;font-weight:bold;color:#3B5998&quot;&gt;Jacques Bossuet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;The heart has reasons that reason does not understand.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:15px;font-weight:bold;color:#3B5998&quot;&gt;Jean Cocteau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;I believe in luck; how else can you explain the success of those you dislike?&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:15px;font-weight:bold;color:#3B5998&quot;&gt;Jean-Paul Sartre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;Hell is other people.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:15px;font-weight:bold;color:#3B5998&quot;&gt;Johann Wolfgang van Goethe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;Enjoy when you can and endure when you must.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;Whatever you can do or dream, begin it.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;A man can stand anything except a succession of ordinary days.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;Talent develops in tranquillity, character in the full current of human life.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:15px;font-weight:bold;color:#3B5998&quot;&gt;John F. Kennedy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;Forgive your enemies, but never forget their names.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;When written in Chinese, the word crisis is composed of two characters. One represents danger, the other represents opportunity.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;Man is still the most extraordinary computer of all.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:15px;font-weight:bold;color:#3B5998&quot;&gt;John Lennon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;Life is what happens to you when you are busy making other plans.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:15px;font-weight:bold;color:#3B5998&quot;&gt;John Maynard Keynes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;Liberty without learning is always in peril; learning without liberty is always in vain. John F. Kennedy Education: the inculcation of the incomprehensible into the indifferent by the incompetent.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:15px;font-weight:bold;color:#3B5998&quot;&gt;John Ruskin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;When love and skill work together, expect a masterpiece.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:15px;font-weight:bold;color:#3B5998&quot;&gt;John Saxe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;It is wise to learn; it is God-like to create.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:15px;font-weight:bold;color:#3B5998&quot;&gt;Jonathan Swift&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;Vision is the art of seeing things invisible.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:15px;font-weight:bold;color:#3B5998&quot;&gt;Leo Tolstoy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;Love is real only when a person can sacrifice himself for another.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:15px;font-weight:bold;color:#3B5998&quot;&gt;Lucius Annaeus Seneca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;Luck is what happens when preparation meets opportunity.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;Life is a play. It&#39;s not its length, but its performance that counts.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:15px;font-weight:bold;color:#3B5998&quot;&gt;Mahatma Gandhi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;I believe in equality for everyone, except reporters and photographers.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;You must be the change you wish to see in the world.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:15px;font-weight:bold;color:#3B5998&quot;&gt;Malcolm Forbes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;The biggest mistake people make in life is not trying to make a living at doing what they most enjoy.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:15px;font-weight:bold;color:#3B5998&quot;&gt;Marcel Proust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;The voyage to discovery is not in seeking new landscapes but in having new eyes.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:15px;font-weight:bold;color:#3B5998&quot;&gt;Marie Curie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;Nothing in life is to be feared; it is only to be understood.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:15px;font-weight:bold;color:#3B5998&quot;&gt;Mark Twain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;It is better to keep your mouth closed and let people think you are a fool than to open it and remove all doubt.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;Be careful about reading health books. You may die of a misprint.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;Wrinkles should merely indicate where smiles have been.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:15px;font-weight:bold;color:#3B5998&quot;&gt;Marlene Dietrich&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;It&#39;s the friends you can call up at 4 a.m. that matter.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:15px;font-weight:bold;color:#3B5998&quot;&gt;Martin Luther King&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;In the end we will remember not the words of our enemies but the silence of our friends.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:15px;font-weight:bold;color:#3B5998&quot;&gt;Michael Pritchard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;You don&#39;t stop laughing because you grow old; you grow old because you stop laughing.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:15px;font-weight:bold;color:#3B5998&quot;&gt;Miguel de Cervantes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;Never stand begging for that which you have the power to earn.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:15px;font-weight:bold;color:#3B5998&quot;&gt;Napoleon Bonaparte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;Glory is fleeting, but obscurity is forever.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;Never interrupt your enemy when he is making a mistake.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:15px;font-weight:bold;color:#3B5998&quot;&gt;Niccolo Machiavelli&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;No enterprise is more likely to succeed than one concealed from the enemy until it is ripe for execution.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:15px;font-weight:bold;color:#3B5998&quot;&gt;Orlando A. Battista&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;An error doesn&#39;t become a mistake until you refuse to correct it. &quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:15px;font-weight:bold;color:#3B5998&quot;&gt;Oscar Wilde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;The only way to get rid of a temptation is to yield to it.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;Some cause happiness wherever they go; other whenever they go.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;Experience is the name so many people give to their mistakes.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;Wisdom is knowing how little we know.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people exist, that&#39;s all.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;The old believe everything, the middle-aged suspect everything, the young know everything.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;No man is rich enough to buy back his past.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;There are only two tragedies in life: one is not getting what one wants, and the other is getting it.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:15px;font-weight:bold;color:#3B5998&quot;&gt;Otto von Bismarck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;Only a fool learns from his own mistakes. The wise man learns from the mistakes of others.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:15px;font-weight:bold;color:#3B5998&quot;&gt;Ovid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;Burdens become light when cheerfully borne.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:15px;font-weight:bold;color:#3B5998&quot;&gt;Pablo Picasso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;The chief enemy of creativity is good taste.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:15px;font-weight:bold;color:#3B5998&quot;&gt;Plutarch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;The mind is not a vessel to be filled, but a fire to be kindled.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:15px;font-weight:bold;color:#3B5998&quot;&gt;Robert Louis Stevenson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;Don&#39;t judge each day by the harvest you reap ... but by the seeds you plant!&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;Politics is perhaps the only profession for which no preparation is thought necessary.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:15px;font-weight:bold;color:#3B5998&quot;&gt;Rudyard Kipling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;Take everything you like seriously, except yourselves.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;Gardens are not made by sitting in the shade.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:15px;font-weight:bold;color:#3B5998&quot;&gt;Salman Rushdie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;If it can&#39;t be cured, it must be endured.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:15px;font-weight:bold;color:#3B5998&quot;&gt;Salvador Dali&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;The only difference between me and a madman is that I&#39;m not mad.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;Have no fear of perfection; you&#39;ll never reach it.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:15px;font-weight:bold;color:#3B5998&quot;&gt;Samuel Johnson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;Our brightest blazes are commonly kindled by unexpected sparks.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;When making your choices in life, do not forget to live.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;Love is the wisdom of the fool and the folly of the wise.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:15px;font-weight:bold;color:#3B5998&quot;&gt;Sigmund Freud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;Men are more moral than they think, and far more immoral than they can imagine.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:15px;font-weight:bold;color:#3B5998&quot;&gt;Sir Francis Bacon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;The worst solitude is to be destitute of sincere friendship.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;Knowledge is power.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:15px;font-weight:bold;color:#3B5998&quot;&gt;Talleyrand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;I am more afraid of an army of a hundred sheep led by a lion, than an army of a hundred lions led by a sheep.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:15px;font-weight:bold;color:#3B5998&quot;&gt;Tennessee Williams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;All cruel people describe themselves as paragons of frankness.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:15px;font-weight:bold;color:#3B5998&quot;&gt;Theodore Roosevelt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;The only man who never makes mistakes is the man who never does anything.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:15px;font-weight:bold;color:#3B5998&quot;&gt;Thomas Brackett Reed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;A statesman is a successful politician who is dead.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:15px;font-weight:bold;color:#3B5998&quot;&gt;Thomas Edison&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;Genius is one percent inspiration and ninety-nine percent perspiration.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:15px;font-weight:bold;color:#3B5998&quot;&gt;Thomas Jefferson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;In matters of style, swim with the current; in matters of principle, stand like a rock.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:15px;font-weight:bold;color:#3B5998&quot;&gt;Thomas Moore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;To the soul, there is hardly anything more healing than friendship.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:15px;font-weight:bold;color:#3B5998&quot;&gt;Victor Hugo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;Forty is the old age of youth; fifty is the youth of old age.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;Life is the flower for which love is the honey.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:15px;font-weight:bold;color:#3B5998&quot;&gt;Vincent Van Gogh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;Conscience is a man&#39;s compass.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:15px;font-weight:bold;color:#3B5998&quot;&gt;Voltaire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;The progress of rivers to the ocean is not so rapid as that of man to error.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;Anything that is too stupid to be spoken in sung.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;God is a comedian playing to an audience too afraid to laugh.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;The greatest consolation in life is to say what one thinks.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;Doubt is not an agreeable condition, but certainty is an absurd one.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;The secret of being a bore is to tell everything.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:15px;font-weight:bold;color:#3B5998&quot;&gt;W. Somerset Maugham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;People ask for criticism, but they only want praise.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;It is cruel to discover one&#39;s mediocrity only when it is too late.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:15px;font-weight:bold;color:#3B5998&quot;&gt;William Butler Yeats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;Education is not the filling of a pail, but rather the lighting of a fire.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:15px;font-weight:bold;color:#3B5998&quot;&gt;William Faulkner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;A writer is congenitally unable to tell the truth, and that is why we call what he writes fiction.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:15px;font-weight:bold;color:#3B5998&quot;&gt;William Gladstone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;All the world over I will back the masses against the classes.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:15px;font-weight:bold;color:#3B5998&quot;&gt;William Shakespeare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;Action is eloquence.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;All that glitters is not gold.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:15px;font-weight:bold;color:#3B5998&quot;&gt;William Thackery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;A good laugh is sunshine in a house.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:15px;font-weight:bold;color:#3B5998&quot;&gt;Winston Churchill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;The price of greatness is responsibility.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;We make a living by what we get. We make a life by what we give.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;A pessimist sees the difficulty in every opportunity; an optimist sees the opportunity in every difficulty.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;Success is the ability to go from one failure to another with no loss of enthusiasm.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;padding-left:20px;&quot;&gt;&quot;If you are going through hell, keep going.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:15px;font-weight:bold;color:#3B5998&quot;&gt;Woody Allen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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