Quote of the day

Give me six hours to cut down a tree and I will use the first four sharpening my axe.
- Anonymous

The Face of Love

Once upon a time … a beautiful princess was admired by all but nobody dared to ask for her hand in marriage. In despair, the king consulted the god Apollo, who told him that Psyche should be left alone, dressed in mourning, on top of a mountain. Before day broke a serpent would come to meet and marry her. The king obeyed, and all night the princess waited, in terror and dying of cold, for her husband to appear.
She finally fell asleep. When she awoke she was in a beautiful palace, transformed into a queen. Every night her husband came to her and they made love, but he had imposed a sole condition: Psyche could have all she desired but she had to show utter trust and could never see his face.
The young woman lived happily for a long time; she had comfort, affection, happiness, she was in love with the man who came to her every night. However, now and again she was afraid she was married to a horrid serpent. Early one morning, while her husband was sleeping, she shone a lamp on the bed, and saw lying there by her side Eros (or Cupid), a man of exceptional beauty. The light woke him up; he discovered that the woman he loved was incapable of respecting his only desire, and disappeared.


Why are we always in delirious search for the face love? Can we never be contented with just loving?

Theory of Time

Love is a life giver, a light bringer, the time killer.

It is the soul of positivity.

The siege of time for a beautiful woman.

It is Einstein's theory of relativity.

The theory of time and a beautiful woman.

The story of love is the story of time.

Of that first encounter with love.

When eternity squeezes into a second.

And you feel immortal.

Time stands still to watch you love.

Surely love is divine.

The devil lacks the imagination to craft something so everlasting.

You see the world in a glittery grain of sand.

You see your world in the eyes of a beautiful woman.

Then a second stretches into a thousand lifetimes.

When you lose your love.

The days are longer.

The nights last forever and a day more.

How can you have everything and so quickly lose it all?

It seems to have been building for the fall.

Love isn't divine.

Only the devil has the cunning to conjure something so shattering.

You hide the pieces of a broken heart.

And vow never to be tempted again.

But those pieces are buried in sand.

Sand quickly blown away by the smile of a beautiful woman.

Love is a life-giver, a light-bringer, the time-killer.

It is the soul of positivity.

The siege of time for a beautiful woman.

It is Einstein's theory of relativity.

The theory of time for a beautiful woman.

PERSONALITY OF THE WEEK

Pablo Picasso(25 October 1881 – 8 April 1973) was a Spanish painter, sculptor, printmaker, ceramist, stage designer, poet and playwright who spent most of his adult life in France. Regarded as one of the most influential artists of the 20th century, he is known for co-founding the Cubist movement, the invention of constructed sculpture the co-invention of collage, and for the wide variety of styles that he helped develop and explore. Here is some of the wisdom he left in the world.



Everything you can imagine is real.



Art is a lie that makes us realize truth.



Every child is an artist. The problem is how to remain an artist once he grows up.



The purpose of art is washing the dust of daily life off our souls.



Art washes away from the soul the dust of everyday life.



Good artists copy, great artists steal.



Inspiration does exist, but it must find you working.



My mother said to me, 'If you are a soldier, you will become a general. If you are a monk, you will become the Pope.' Instead, I was a painter, and became Picasso.



Action is the foundational key to all success.



I am always doing that which I can not do, in order that I may learn how to do it.

WHEN I'M DEAD

When I'm dead...

Your tears will flow
But I won't know
Cry for me now instead

You will send flowers
But I won't see
Send them now instead

You will say words of praise
But I won't hear
Praise me now instead

You will forget my faults
But I won't know
Forget them now instead

You will miss me then
But I won't feel
Miss me now instead

You will wish
You could've spent all your money on me
Spend now instead

You will find your way to my house to pay condolence
But we haven't spoken in years
Look for me now instead

THE THREE EDITIONS

The monk Tetsugen had a dream: to publish a book in Japanese, containing all the sacred verses.
Determined to transform this dream into reality, he began to travel the country in order to raise the necessary money.
However, just as he had managed to get together enough money to begin work on the project, the river Uji flooded, provoking a catastrophe of gigantic proportions.
When he saw the victims of the flood, Tetsugen resolved to spend all the money he had collected on relieving the sufferings of the people.
Afterwards, he resumed his struggle to make his dream come true: he went from door to door, he visited the various islands of Japan, and once more he managed to raise the money he needed.
When he returned, exultant, to Edo, a cholera epidemic was sweeping the country. Again, the monk used the money to treat the sick and to help the families of the dead.
Undeterred, he returned to his original project. He set off again and, nearly twenty years later, he published seven thousand copies of the sacred verses.
They say that Tetsugen actually published three separate editions of the sacred texts.
But the first two are invisible.

ON THE ROAD

A merchant asked his servant to go to the market to buy some pieces of cloth.
Upon reaching the market, the servant saw his own Death shopping at the store near him.
Terrified, he ran back to the merchant’s house.
“I have to leave now, “he said, almost crying. “I saw my death this morning in the market, and I have to escape. I will go to Bokhara, my village, to spend the weekend there. ”
The merchant accepts the plea of the servant, but is wary. He decides to go to the market, where he finds the Death of the servant.
“Wow, you frightened my employee,” said the merchant.
“He also frightened me ” replied Death. “I never expected to find him around here as I have an appointment with him in Bokhara. ”

Quote of the day

"The selfish fruit tree that grows farthest away from travelers competes with the most weed."

By Palle Oswald

PERSONALITY OF THE WEEK

Michael Corleone is the main protagonist of Mario Puzo's novel The Godfather. In the three Godfather films, directed by Francis Ford Coppola, Michael was portrayed by Al Pacino, for which he was twice-nominated for Academy Awards. In June 2003, Michael Corleone was recognized as the 11th most iconic villain in film although some critics see him as a tragic hero.
Below are some of his famous quotes. 

Never hate your enemies. It affects your judgment.
  
There are many things my father taught me here in this room. He taught me: keep your friends close, but your enemies closer.

 Just when I thought I was out…they pull me back in.

Get him a drink. Don’t be afraid, Carlo. Come on, you think I’d make my sister a widow? I’m godfather to your son.

 It’s not personal, Sonny. It’s strictly business.

I've always believed that being kind to your fellow man is profitable, in every sense. Both personally and bottom line.

PERSONALITY OF THE WEEK

 

Intelligence is the ability to adapt to change.

 

The greatest enemy of knowledge is not ignorance, it is the illusion of knowledge.

 

I have noticed even people who claim everything is predestined, and that we can do nothing to change it, look before they cross the road.

 

We are just an advanced breed of monkeys on a minor planet of a very average star. But we can understand the Universe. That makes us something very special.

 

My goal is simple. It is a complete understanding of the universe, why it is as it is and why it exists at all.

 

Life would be tragic if it weren't funny.

 

I have no idea. People who boast about their IQ are losers.

 

People won't have time for you if you are always angry or complaining.

 

We only have to look at ourselves to see how intelligent life might develop into something we wouldn’t want to meet.

 

Not only does God play dice, but... he sometimes throws them where they cannot be seen.

2nd edition THE RED OF SNOW

Armies move across the board for the agenda of the gods. This time, however, a piece has a mind of its own.

Panak Drabii is the disgraced First Rider of the dragonblood, but he has found something else worth living for. Tal Valor is at the brink of civil war as the port city convulses with assassinations. And once again, the hidden hand of an Empire is at work. Panak must stand in the path of an Emperor and an unleashed god or watch his new world entombed in ice.

Freedom has a price.

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https://www.4shared.com/office/y6_vM79mei/The_Red_of_Snow.html