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The love
i believe is still enough for me to value the kindness within the heart.
i believe real treasure lies in the heart of a seeker and he is the only one that can feel it….
The love, kindnesses, and value we have given authentically to others
will be our remaining treasures at the end of life. The secret of a happy life isn’t buried in a treasure chest…
it lies within your heart. Real treasure lies not in what that can be seen, but what that cannot be seen. The
best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched -
they must be felt with the heart.
Let men tremble to win the hand of woman, unless they win along with it
the utmost passion of her heart!
by a friend
March 23rd, 2010 at 6:27 pm
En vela…
[...]Toda mi vida la he pasado con el mismo presidente. No sólo yo, sino que mi mamá y mi papá nacidos en el 57 y en el 54, respectivamente- tampoco recuerdan a otro, que no sea el que hoy se ha despedido de sus cargos.[...]…