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"A superior person is one who is above committing inferior deeds. Anything that is destructive, anything that is selfish, anything that damages the public good or the private good must be considered the destruction against the production of the superior person. The superior person must be a builder, not a wrecker. The superior person must put others before himself. He must recognize genius where it exists. He must serve integrity where he finds it; and in his personal life, he must serve the Confusian code. The Confusian code is integrity from the beginning. It states that we should do unto others that we wish they would do unto us."

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The individual who does as he pleases rather than as he should will most likely shorten his life.

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To have everlasting life is to know that we live forever, through consciousness and unconsciousness. Death is not the end, but a new beginning.

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“In case you ever foolishly forget: I am never not thinking of you.”

— Virginia Woolf

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There are two things a person should never be angry at, what they can help, and what they cannot. - Plato

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Opportunity is missed by most people because it is dressed in overalls and looks like work. - Thomas Edison

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“You cannot find peace by avoiding life.”

Michael Cunningham

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We cannot appreciate the light without knowing the dark.

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What I know is just a drop, and what I dont is the ocean.

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If you must speak ill of another, do not speak it, write it in the sand near the water’s edge. - Napoleon Hill

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Photo - AD Italia

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Ulmo and Tuor by Ivan Cavini

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Paul Christiaan Bos, The Foot of the Rainbow

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“A thing of beauty is a joy for ever: Its loveliness increases; it will never Pass into nothingness; but still will keep A bower quiet for us, and a sleep Full of sweet dreams, and health, and quiet breathing. Therefore, on every morrow, are we wreathing A flowery band to bind us to the earth, Spite of despondence, of the inhuman dearth Of noble natures, of the gloomy days, Of all the unhealthy and o’er-darkened ways Made for our searching: yes, in spite of all, Some shape of beauty moves away the pall From our dark spirits. Such the sun, the moon, Trees old and young, sprouting a shady boon For simple sheep; and such are daffodils With the green world they live in; and clear rills That for themselves a cooling covert make ’Gainst the hot season; the mid forest brake, Rich with a sprinkling of fair musk-rose blooms: And such too is the grandeur of the dooms We have imagined for the mighty dead; All lovely tales that we have heard or read: An endless fountain of immortal drink, Pouring unto us from the heaven’s brink.”

— John Keats, Endymion

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To see a World in a Grain of Sand And a Heaven in a Wild Flower Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand And Eternity in an hour - William Blake