See it through!

When you’re up against a trouble,

Meet it squarely, face to face;

Lift your chin and set your shoulders,

Plant your feet and take a brace.

When it’s vain to try to dodge it,

Do the best that you can do;

You may fail, but you may conquer,

See it through!

Black may be the clouds about you

And your future may seem grim,

But don’t let your nerve desert you;

Keep yourself in fighting trim.

If the worst is bound to happen,

Spite of all that you can do,

Running from it will not save you,

See it through!

Even hope may seem but futile,

When with troubles you’re beset,

But remember you are facing

Just what other men have met.

You may fail, but fall still fighting;

Don’t give up, whate’er you do;

Eyes front, head high to the finish.

See it through!

Edgar A. Guest

Dangerous people...

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"The smarter someone claims to

be the more dangerous."

Somwang

If you crash

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"Just remember, if you crash because

of weather, your funeral will be held

on a sunny day."

Layton A. Bennett

VISION...

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“Find someone who supports your

vision and wants to see you win.”

Germany Kent

Longest path...

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“Sometimes, we must travel on the

longest path to our sacred-destination.”

Lailah Gifty Akita

India...

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"Our most valuable and most constructive

materials in the history of man are treasured

up in India only”.

Mark Twain

People on front lines...

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"The people who are on the front lines

every day in hospitals, nurses, the people

who are running clinics, the people who

are taking care of your children, those are

the people who are the lovers of the world,

are the good of the world."

Eve Ensler

Who you choose to be...

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“It is not as much about who you

used to be, as it is about who you

choose to be.”

Sanhita Baruah

There was a boy ...

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"There was a boy ye knew him well, ye rocks

And islands of Winander & ye green

Peninsulas of Esthwaite many a time

When the stars began

To move along the edges of the hills

Rising or setting would he stand alone

Beneath the trees or by the glimmering lakes

And through his fingers woven in one close knot

Blow mimic hootings to the silent owls

And bid them answer him. And they would shout

Across the wat'ry vale & shout again

Responsive to my call with tremulous sobs

And long halloos & screams & echoes loud

Redoubled & redoubled a wild scene

Of mirth & jocund din. And when it chanced

That pauses of deep silence mocked my skill

Then, often, in that silence while I hung

Listening a sudden shock of mild surprize

Would carry far into my heart the voice

Of mountain torrents: or the visible scene

Would enter unawares into my mind

With all its solemn imagery its rocks

Its woods & that uncertain heaven received

Into the bosom of the steady lake . . ."

William Wordsworth