I don’t have an attitude problem. You have a problem with my attitude and that’s not my problem.
Be like a lion and a wolf. Then you have a big heart and the power of leadership.
When my circle got smaller, my vision got clearer. There’s strength in loyalty, not numbers.
Good morning my friend. It’s a new day, I hope things get better…For this I did pray, may all of your problems be out on their way on this bright morning that starts this new day.
Life is full of romance, passion, and surprises, but it would mean nothing without you by my side. Good morning my love.
There was never a night or a problem that could defeat sunrise or hope.
Vision is important. Make clear what you’re trying to achieve.
Life is a journey with problems to solve and lessons to learn but most of all…Experiences to enjoy. Good Morning.
Karma has no problem getting back in touch with you when need be.
Follow your passions, believe in karma, and you won’t have to chase your dreams, they will come to you.
People accept only that person as their leader who is radiant with good knowledge and karma.
Throughout the centuries there were men who took first steps, down new roads, armed with nothing but their own vision.
The beauty of a woman is not in a facial mode but the true beauty in a woman is reflected in her soul. It is the caring that she lovingly gives the passion that she shows. The beauty of a woman grows with the passing years.
In Holland and Belgium, and afterwards in England, my happiest moments were in the country. I’ve always had a passion for the outdoors, for trees, for birds and flowers.
Brushing a girl’s hair behind her ear once a day will solve more problems than all those therapists and drugs.
I believe the gun is no solution to problems.
India has the sanction of her own past glory and future vision to become strong – in every sense of the term.
I have a vision of India: an India free of hunger and fear, an India free of illiteracy and want.
My poet’s heart gives me strength to face political problems, particularly those which have a bearing on my conscience.
My poetry is a declaration of war, not an exordium to defeat. It is not the defeated soldier’s drumbeat of despair, but the fighting warrior’s will to win. It is not the de- spirited voice of dejection but the stirring shout of victory.