When you have counted eighty years and more, Time and Fate will batter at your door; But if you should survive to be a hundred, Your life will be death to the very core.
Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky.
If you change the way you tell your own story, you can change the colour and create a life in technicolour.
You can have everything in life that you want if you will just help enough other people get what they want.
A man is born alone and dies alone; and he experiences the good and bad consequences of his karma alone; and he goes alone to hell or the Supreme abode.