wisdom

The wise learn from their own mistakes, the smart from others mistake, but the great learn from others people's success. What are you?

Show the youth the consequences of their actions and why they should choose wisely

Because if works doesn't mean that it's right, once can be successfully wrong~Dad to his Son...(Psalms 37:7)

Motherhood isn't just about making babies, it's about making lives and molding destinies.

A man who would give advice without understanding is a fool.

Joblessness gives you unlimited access to wealth

When one door closes, a window opens and then zombies pile in and bite you in the ass.

It's time to fill the void with me.

The breath of being is been able to share your bread.

The lead-up to the moment was magical in every respect, but a part of me was, and still is, uneasy about the whole thing for many reasons.

I think the essence of wisdom is emancipation, as far as possible, from the tyranny of the here and now.

But then, as I looked in the mirror, I became fixated on some hairs near my carotid artery that were still there. I pushed the blade deep against my neck to shave them off, and then blood squirted out.

My past still haunts me when I sleep, although I saw that - much to my surprise- his does as well.

...True classical dropouts in society are those who avoid difficult challenges and cling to the first opportunity that comes their way. They never test their talents. These latent talents will only help to produce the next cycle of dropouts...

_blissfulness is the summit of contentment_

Learn when to talk and when to listen. If you're unsure, listen.

What's the use of crying, and retching, and belching, all day long, like your lady downstairs? Life has its sad side, and we must take the rough with the smooth. Why, maids have died on their marriage eve, or, what's worse, bringing their first baby into the world, and the world's wagged on all the same. Life's sad enough, in all conscience, but there's nothing to be frightened about in it or to turn one's stomach. I was country-bred, and as my old granny used to say, "There's no clock like the sun and no calendar like the stars." And why? Because it gets one used to the look of Time. There's no bogey from over the hills that scares one like Time. But when one's been used all one's life to seeing him naked, as it were, instead of shut up in a clock, like he is in Lud, one learns that he is as quiet and peaceful as an old ox dragging the plough. And to watch Time teaches one to sing. They say the fruit from over the hills makes one sing. I've never tasted so much as a sherd of it, but for all that I can sing.

Everything is derived from time