Bees and Flies

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Bees flies to flowers, flies fly to excrement

Anonymous

Hard training...

"We must remember that one man is much

the same as another, and that he is best who

is trained in the severest school."

Thucydides

The longest distance

“Time is the longest distance 

between two places.”

 Tennessee Williams

The Glass Menagerie

Perseverance and persistence

"Permanence, e perseverance and persistence in 

spite of all obstacles, discouragements, and 

impossibilities: It is this, that in all things 

distinguishes the strong soul from the weak."

Thomas Carlyle

Short races

"Perseverance is not a long race;

it is many short races one after 

the other."

Walter Elliot

Truth..

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"The object of the superior man is truth."

Confucius

Do what you can...

"Do what you can, with what you have, .

where you are." 

Theodore Roosevelt

Your positive energy ...

“Your positive energy and warm vibes 

are like the sunrays on a cold, winter 

morning.”

Avijeet Das

Focus....

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“Focus on an ocean of positives, 

not a puddle of negatives.”

 Kevin Ansbro

Positive energy is collective

“Positive energy is collective, integrative,

expansion. Whereas negative energy (...)

is simply that which disconnects, which

segregates, which separates, which lowers

energy, lowers frequency. Whereas Positive

increases the frequency and allows us to

see things more holistically. Whereas

negative energy breaks things into parts

that makes things a bit more challenging

to manage.”

Darryl Anka

The intentional design...

 

"If you want to collapse a company foe 

a variety of reasons, you need to hire a 

moron who will in turn put into the right 

places other morons who will help him 

achieve this goal. The same is true for a 

country. Someone always benefits 

behind the scenes."

Somwang

Truth and lies...

"It's not for us to calmly rot in graves.

We'll lie stretched out in our half-open coffins

And hear before the dawn the cannon coughing,

The regimental bugle calling gruffly

From highways which we trod, our land to save.

We know by heart all rules and regulations.

What's death to us? A thing that we despise.

Lined up in graves, our dead detachment lies

Awaiting orders. And let generations

To come, when talking of the dead, be wise;

Dead men have ears and eyes for truth and lies."

Nicolai Mayorov