Be brave enough to live creatively. The creative is the place where no one else has ever been. You have to leave the city of your comfort and go into the wilderness of your intuition. You cannot get there by bus, only by hard work, risking and by not quite knowing what you are doing. What you will discover will be wonderful; yourself.
Dare to dream! If you did not have the capability to make your wildest wishes come true, your mind would not have the capacity to conjure such ideas in the first place. There is no limitation on what you can potentially achieve, except for the limitation you choose to impose on your own imagination. What you believe to be possible will always come to pass - to the extent that you deem it possible. It really is as simple as that.
Dawson Well, all I'm saying is that I want to look back and say that I did it the best I could while I was stuck in this place. Had as much fun as I could while I was stuck in this place. Played as hard as I could while I was stuck in this place. Dogged as many girls as I could while I was stuck in this place.
Day does not forestall nightmares - Night is not needed for dreams - There is no better time than here - No better place than now -
Deux routes peuvent diverger dans un bois jaune, et i - Je vais choisir ni l'un. à la place je vais créer mon propre chemin à suivre mes propres convictions et les rêves. après tout, n'importe quelle route est seulement une route - à moins que et jusqu'à ce que vous faites quelque chose. Juste comme ça la vie est pleine de choix, et pourtant la vie est aussi ce que vous faites de lui. chaque formation et chaque sagesse que je vais gagner dans mon voyage, quitteront les feuilles froissées. Et c'est ce qui va faire la différence.
Don't take nothing from nobody and don't give anyone reason to take advantage of you in the first place.
For Africa to me is more than a glamorous fact. It is a historical truth. No man can know where he is going unless he knows exactly where he has been and exactly how he arrived at his present place.
Having a place to go - is a home. Having someone to love - is a family. Having both - is a blessing.
Hollywood is a place where they'll pay you a thousand dollars for a kiss and fifty cents for your soul.
How I wish that somewhere there existed an island for those who are wise and of goodwill In such a place even I would be an ardent patriot.
I am convinced that the world is not a mere bog in which men and women trample themselves in the mire and die. Something magnificent is taking place here amid the cruelties and tragedies, and the supreme challenge to intelligence is that of making the noblest and best in our curious heritage prevail.
I had worked at the University of St. Andrews, over 25 years ago during 1985-88, as an academic staff and a research fellow at the Department of Chemistry. Those were the most wonderful and highly productive three and half years of my life. I was fortunate to work in association with one of the genius Scientists in the UK (Professor David Cole-Hamilton) at the most beautiful place in the world, St. Andrews. My research work had led to various patents and publications, creating a notable mark of distinction that stll makes me extremely proud. University of St. Andrews is not only the oldest and highly prestigious University in the world, but also the Crème de la crème, best of the best, and cut above the rest! My Best Wishes from USA, to University of St. Andrews. Mòran taing, Alma Mater.
I have an idea that some men are born out of their due place. Accident has cast them amid certain surroundings, but they have always a nostalgia for a home they know not. They are strangers at their birthplace, and the leafy lanes they have known from childhood or the populous streets in which they have played, remain but a place of passage. They may spend their whole lives aliens among their kindred and remain aloof among the only scenes they have ever knows. Perhaps it is this sense of strangeness that sends men far and wide in the search for something permanent, to which they may attach themselves. Perhaps some deep-rooted atavism urges the wanderer back to lands which his ancestors left in the dim beginnings of history. Sometimes a man hits upon a place to which he mysteriously feels that he belongs. Here is the home he sought, and he will settle amid scenes that he has never seen before, among men he has never known, as though they were familiar to him from his birth. Here at last he finds rest.
I would rather climb for you since FALLING usually is out of control and sometimes causes us to get hurt. However, climbing for someone is at our own pace and gets us to a higher place quicker than falling, which obviously brings us down.
It is not the critic that counts not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles or the doer of deeds could have them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the Arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood who strives valiantly who errs and comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error and shortcoming but he who does actually strive to do the deed who knows the great devotion who spends himself in a worthy cause, who at the best, knows in the end the triumph of high achievement, and who at the worst, if he fails while daring greatly, knows that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls, who know neither victory nor defeat.
It is not the critic who counts, not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood, who strives valiantly, who errs and comes up short again and again. Because there is no effort without error and shortcomings, he who knows the great devotion, who spends himself in a worthy cause, who at the best knows in the end the high achievement of triumph and who at worst, if he fails while daring greatly, knows his place shall never be with those timid and cold souls who know neither victory nor defeat".
It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood, who strives valiantly; who errs and comes short again and again; because there is not effort without error and shortcomings; but who does actually strive to do the deed; who knows the great enthusiasm, the great devotion, who spends himself in a worthy cause, who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement and who at the worst, if he fails, at least he fails while daring greatly. So that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who know neither victory nor defeat.
It's only a myth that "Lightning never strikes the same place twice". Very recently , on June 30, 2014, three high-rising skyscrapers from Chicago were struck by Lightning 22 times - 10 strikes to the Sears (a.k.a. Willis) Tower, 8 to the Trump Tower, and 4 to the John Hancock Center. Scientifically speaking, there is a good probability that Lightning can strike any location more than once, given enough time, and at the same spot over and over again. It may take as little a few seconds in a single thunderstorm, or as long as millions of years - but Lightning will eventually strike twice, at least. And it's the truth that is stranger than the fiction.
J'avais travaillé à l'université de St. Andrews, il ya plus de 25 ans au cours de 1985 à 1988, en tant que membres du personnel académique et chercheur au département de chimie. Ce sont les années les plus merveilleuses et très productifs trois et demi de ma vie. J'ai eu la chance de travailler en association avec l'un des scientifiques de génie au Royaume-Uni (Professeur David Cole-Hamilton) à la plus belle place dans le monde, St. Andrews. Mon travail de recherche a donné lieu à divers brevets et publications, la création d'une marque remarquable de distinction qui fait stll moi extrêmement fiers. Université de St. Andrews est non seulement la plus ancienne université et prestigieux dans le monde, mais aussi la crème de la crème, le meilleur du meilleur, et coupé au-dessus du reste! Mes meilleurs vœux de usa, à l'université de St. Andrews. Merci Beaucoup, Alma Mater.
Let the word go forth from this time and place, to friend and foe alike, that the torch has been passed to a new generation of Americans, born in this century, tempered by war, disciplined by a hard and bitter peace, proud of our ancient heritage, and unwilling to witness or permit the slow undoing of those human rights to which this nation has always been committed, and to which we are committed today, at home and around the world