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To achieve the mood of a warrior is not a simple matter. It is a revolution. To regard the lion and the water rats and our fellow men as equals is a magnificent act of a warrior's spirit. It takes power to do that.

Carlos Castaneda

A timid person is frightened before a danger, a coward during the time, and a courageous person afterwards.

Jean Paul Richter

When you know people are really at peace with who they are and what they do, they collaborate and want to help you to improve.

Javier Bardem

Subdue fate by exerting human strength to the maximum; and if, when the effort has been made and success is not achieved, no one else can be blamed.

Hitopadesa

I hope to have communion with the people, that is the most important thing.

Pope John Paul II

You have lost your reason and taken the wrong path. You have taken lies for truth, and hideousness for beauty. You would marvel if, owing to strange events of some sorts, frogs and lizards suddenly grew on apple and orange trees instead of fruit, or if roses began to smell like a sweating horse; so I marvel at you who exchange heaven for earth. I don't want to understand you.

Anton Chekhov

All truths can be changed! Put this brave idea to the centre of your beliefs! All truths can be changed!

Mehmet Murat ildan

Temperament lies behind mood; behind will, lies the fate of character. Then behind both, the influence of family the tyranny of culture; and finally the power of climate and environment; and we are free, only to the extent we rise above these.

John Burroughs

Winning is half the battle. Losing is the other half.

Humble

I have always had this view about the modern education system: we pay attention to brain development, but the development of warmheartedness we take for granted.

Dalai Lama

A man cannot leave a better legacy to the world than a well-educated family.

Thomas Scott

What passing-bells for these who die as cattle?- Only the monstrous anger of the guns. Only the stuttering rifles' rapid rattleCan patter out their hasty orisons.No mockeries now for them; no prayers nor bells; Nor any voice of mourning save the choirs, - The shrill, demented choirs of wailing shells; And bugles calling for them from sad shires.What candles may be held to speed them all?Not in The hands of boys but in their eyesShall shine The holy glimmers of goodbyes. The pallor of girls' brows shall be their pall;Their flowers the tenderness of patient minds, And each slow dusk a drawing-down of blinds.

Wilfred Owen, Anthem for Doomed