people

People use you and what do you do? You use them too.. We all are mean!

Quran_, __ible_, __hagwadGita_ are your (as an follower) way of life and not everyone's way of life, so don't force people to change. These Holy books teach you to change yourself (for good) and not others.

Relations are by product of Money(mostly), keep your finances in line and rest all is taken care" This is a fact, which would be rarely accepted by people, but inside everyone knows that...Those who've not yet experienced it would still say, money cannot buy love, respect bla bla bla...

We are wonderful souls in a wondrous world.

It is sad to see people do things without putting their soul and heart into it.

The ability to live in a stable, safe environment that gives us the opportunity to create, grow and nurture our talents is sadly denied to many in the world today. I am proud to be able to say _ as a leader _ I can offer this to my people.

Be with people who like you for who you are, not what you have.

Our churches are full of people during work hours, morning, noon, evening, praying instead of being in the factories, libraries, laboratories, facilitating economic growth

People who gives excuses of lack of growth simply don__ know how to apply the principle of increase

People who gives excuses of lack of growth simply don__ know how to apply the principle of increase is practically inevitable.

No one's life made sense on paper. You cannot condense a person into facts.

We feel good when we hear about how powerful we are because we are pure power.

There is no ownership. There is only stewardship.

Every great man is an idol, an oracle of inquiry. Don't aspire to know the former, but aspire to know the diety in his soul.

Yes, I guess you could say I am a loner, but i feel more lonely in a crowded room with boring people then i feel on my owm.

Sometimes I felt lonely because I pushed people away for so long that I honestly didn__ have many close connections left. I was physically isolated and disconnected from the world. Sometimes I felt lonely in a crowded room. This kind of loneliness pierced my soul and ached to the core. I not only felt disconnected from the world, but I also felt like no one ever loved me. Intellectually, I knew that people did, but I still felt that way.

I often stood in front of the mirror alone, wondering how ugly a person could get.

There is a predictable interlude when the rivals suddenly come together and speak for a second of their common loneliness, thus tritely demonstrating that we really are all the same, though I can't think of any really first-rate film, play, or book that isn't unconsciously dedicated to the fact that we are all inconsolably different.