To myself
I am only a child
playing on the beach,
while vast oceans of truth lie
undiscovered before me.
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"Not less excellent, except for our less susceptibility in the afternoon, was the charm, last evening, of a January sunset. The weste... -
Each morning when I open my eyes I say to myself: I, not events, have the power to make me happy or unhappy today. I can choose...
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