The art of living

The art of living
The art of living does not consist
in preserving and clinging
to a particular mood of happiness,
but in allowing happiness
to change its form without
being disappointed by the change;
for happiness, like a child,
must be allowed to grow up.
  

Jun, 15 2010     248 chars (2 sms)     2232 views       Inspirational

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"True guidance is like a small lamp in a dark forest.
it does,nt show every think at once but gives enough light for the next step to be safe"
Hurdles are always there in life,

Some LONG, Some SHORT,

Some HIGH, Some Low,

however NONE are PERSISTENT,

so keep walking and smiling.
Speak when you''re angry, and you''ll make the best speech you''ll ever regret.
Imagine All The People
Living Life In Peace
You May Say ...
"I m A Dreamer"
But
I m Not The Only One
I Hope Someday
You''ll Join Us
&
World Will Be As One ... :)
The Most Determinative & Motivating

Sentence Which Shud Always

Be Followed In Life.

The RACE Is NOT OVER

Because I Haven''t WON Yet.->
Confidence On Self-

"I

Am

I N D E E D

A

K I N G

Because
I

Know

How
To

Rule

M Y S E L F"
If U Stand For A Reason.

Be Prepared To Stand Alone Like A Tree.

If U Fall No D Ground

Fall As A Seed Dat Grows Back To Fight Again
If you create an act, you create a habit.
If you create a habit, you create character. If you create a character, you create a destiny.
H.a.P.p.I.n.E.s.S
iS nOt In ThE
mErE pOsSeSsIoN
oF mOnEy ...
It LiEs
In ThE jOy
Of AcHiEvEmEnT,
iN tHe ThRiLl
Of CrEaTiVe EfFoRt ...
Life Is Meant To Be Lived In
Eternal Joy,
Infinite Freedom,
Unconditional Love
n
Unbounded Awareness
Anything Less Is Utterly Missing
The Points Of Being Born
A Human ....
Pple R like stained-glass windows
dey sparkle n shine wen the sun is out
but wen da darkness sets in
their true beauty is revealed only if der is a light frm within
There Is A Garden In Her Face,
Where Roses And White Lilies Blow;
A Heavenly Paradise Is That Place,
Wherein All Pleasant Fruits Do Grow.
There Cherries Grow That None May Buy,
Till Cherry Ripe Themselves Do Cry