Our greatest happiness does not depend on the condition of life in which chance has placed us, but is always the result of a good conscience, good health, occupation, and freedom in all just pursuits.
Archive for September, 2007
Thomas Jefferson about the life.
Posted in political figures on 29/09/2007| Leave a Comment »
A Zen Saying:
Posted in east on 29/09/2007| Leave a Comment »
“Sit quietly, doing nothing, spring comes, and the grass grows by itself.”
Marilyn Monroe.
Posted in actors, movie on 21/09/2007| Leave a Comment »
Being a sex symbol is a heavy load to carry, especially when one is tired, hurt and bewildered.
Greta Garbo.
Posted in movie on 18/09/2007| Leave a Comment »
The most silent and mysterious actress in the history of world movie.
“There are many things in your heart you can never tell to another person. They are you, your private joys and sorrows, and you can never tell them. You cheapen yourself, the inside of yourself, when you tell them”.
William Shakespeare (1564 – 1616).
Posted in literature, poet on 01/09/2007| Leave a Comment »
All the world’s a stage, And all the men and women merely players: They have their exits and their entrances; And one man in his time plays many parts, His acts being seven ages. At first the infant, Mewling and puking in the nurse’s arms. And then the whining schoolboy, with his satchel, And shining morning face, creeping like snail Unwillingly to school. And then the lover, Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad Made to his mistress’ eyebrow. Then a soldier, Full of strange oaths, and bearded like the pard, Jealous in honor, sudden and quick in quarrel, Seeking the bubble reputation Even in the cannon’s mouth. And then the justice, In fair round belly with good capon lin’d, With eyes severe, and beard of formal cut, Full of wise saws and modern instances; And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts Into the lean and slipper’d pantaloon, With spectacles on nose and pouch on side, His youthful hose, well saved a world too wide For his shrunk shank; and his big manly voice, Turning again towards childish treble, pipes An whistles in his sound. Last scene of all, That ends this strange eventful history, Is second childishness, and mere oblivion, Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything.
As You Like It, Act 2, scene 7.
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