They had finally, completely written her off. But she rose from the ashes. She said, "This is what I do best. I am a Phoenix."
Tears they are. Yet weak is not who we are. Fall they do. Yet fully fail is not what we do. For these are strong tears. Watery they are. Yet more than water we are. Slippery they are. Yet quite firm we are. For these are strong tears. Rush they do. Yet skipping stuff is [...]
A hero is not born From the laurels of glory, But from the memories Of those who witnessed the act. A hero need not have succeeded. They could have utterly failed. But their intent must have touched Those who saw them struggle. A hero need not have reaped Any of the fruits of their labour. [...]
Of all the hardships a person had to face, none was more punishing than the simple act of waiting. -- Khaled Hosseini, A Thousand Splendid Suns Ask anyone who has waited and waited and waited. Irrespective of where they come from or what they have wanted, they will all equate waiting with one thing -- [...]