Violence won’t solvq

Violence won’t solvq
Violence won’t solve a thing. It makes it more challenging to solve, though.
  

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Whenever I have knocked, a door has opened. Wherever I have wandered, a path has appeared. I have been helped, supported, encouraged and nurtured by people of all races, creeds, colors and dreams.
" True love brings up everything-you''re allowing a mirror to be held up to you daily"
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||~ If You Don''t Get Everything You Want,
Think Of The Things
You Don''t Get That
You Don''t Want. ~||

( Oscar Wilde )
Life Is A Gift


Life is a gift given by the God to us.
Life is like a diamond which makes us beautiful
and feel how much precious we are.

So fill your life with full of colours.
Don’t waste it or spoil it.
Because God will never give you a second chance.
Don’t let the pain of one season, destroy the joy of all the rest.
Don’t judge life by one difficult season.

Persevere through the difficult patches,
And better times are sure to come some time or late.
"God is the friend of silence.
See how nature-trees, flowers, grass-grows in silence;
see the stars, the moon and the sun, how they move in silence...
We need silence to be able to touch souls."
-Mother Teresa (1910-1997)
"God will not look your over for medals,
degrees or diplomas, but for scars."
-Elbert Hubbard (1856-1915)
"When one door of happiness closes, another opens;
but often we look so long at the closed door that we do
not see the one which has been opened for us."
-Helen Keller (1880-1968)
" He that love to be flattered is worthy o'' the flatterer"
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Eat yur food as your medicines. Otherwise you have to eat medicines as your food...
Discussion is the way for gaining knowledge"...

"Argument is the way for gaining enemies..."

-Robert Stille
"Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting;
The soul that rises with us, our life"s star,
Hath had elsewhere its setting,
And cometh from afar;
Not in entire forgetfulness,
And not in utter nakedness,
But railing clouds of glory do we come
From God, who is our home."
-William Wordsworth (1770-1850)