It seems like the things that matter, all too often, are paid attention the least.
The crises of disorganization often exceed the crises of failure.
Love generated peace; while hate generates anxiety.
The moments of truth bring out the fallacies of self-deception.
Doing what I can, often out serves doing what I had planned.
The failure to love is the ultimate failure in life.
Anxiety invades solemnity.
The ultimate success is to make progress from your failures.
In order to create precious memories you need to start now.
Being loved is a gift, as well as, a blessing.