Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky.
Our virtues and our failings are inseparable, like force and matter. When they separate, man is no more.
A leader is a dealer in hope.
Still round the corner there may wait, A new road or a secret gate.
Making money is art and working is art and good business is the best art.
If everyone is moving forward together, then success takes care of itself.
Since I was younger I’ve been making the best out of nothing.
People take different roads seeking fulfillment and happiness. Just because they’re not on your road doesn’t mean they’ve gotten lost.
It’s a shallow life that doesn’t give a person a few scars.
Thank you, God, for this good life and forgive us if we do not love it enough.