All Choices Become Wrong
All choices become wrong in the end because, as time passes, all the things you lose become the best.
— Romance novelist Yi Shu
All choices become wrong in the end because, as time passes, all the things you lose become the best.
— Romance novelist Yi Shu
Once upon a time, a fortunate young man, Tom, chanced upon a deity. The deity told him, “In the years to come, you’ll have the opportunities to gain a fortune, make yourself a name, and marry a beautiful wife.”
Tom was very happy to hear all the good things coming. He couldn’t wait to live his life. Instead, he went on to lead a hard life till he passed away.
As soon as he left the earthly world, Tom met the deity again. Angrily, Tom questioned the deity, “You said you were giving me a fortune, a respectable social status and a beautiful wife. But what did I get? Nothing! Not one of them came true in my whole life!”
Some say love it is a river
that drowns the tender reed
Some say love it is a razer
that leaves your soul to bleed
Some say love it is a hunger
an endless aching need
I say love it is a flower
and you it’s only seed
It’s the heart afraid of breaking
that never learns to dance
It’s the dream afraid of waking
that never takes the chance
It’s the one who won’t be taken
who cannot seem to give
And the soul afraid of dying
that never learns to live
Inspiration, thou fickle friend
Come in my moments of despair
Forcing the pen onto the paper
Forcing words from my mind
Thou allowest feelings tro go free
However sad I am,
Thou allowest my soul
To reveale itself
Inspiration, thou hast come back
Was it lack of a muse
Or lack of feeling
Thou wast pushed away
Welcome back
Thou, divine inspiration
— Alice Shaw
Women from the community of Payatas, Manila’s main garbage dump, for years eked out a living by weaving bits of cloth dumped by textile companies into multi-colored rugs.
Last year, their lives took an unexpected turn after a group of young professionals formed Rags2Riches.
— Reuters
What were once scraps of cloths that will join the rest of the country’s garbage are transformed into useful and elegant pieces of rugs by the women of Payatas and Rags2Riches. These rugs are made in solid colors and durable cotton or brushed. Each piece went through careful weaving, quality control, and selection.
Good judgment comes from bad experience, and a lot of that comes from bad judgment.
—Unknown
Experience is something you don’t get until just after you need it.
—Unknown
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