“Because we are poor, we will Iive working until God takes us”, says Baltzar Ushca Tenesaca. “When I die, this may be gone. As long as my body allows me to, I still want to work.” He is the last remaining ice merchant of Chimborazo.
To laugh often and much;
To win the respect of intelligent people and the affection of children;
To earn the appreciation of honest critics and endure the betrayal of false friends;
To appreciate beauty, to find the best in others;
To leave the world a bit better, whether by a healthy child, a garden patch or a redeemed social condition;
To know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived.
This is the meaning of success.
Ralph Waldo Emerson (1803 – 1882)
So clever. Read about it here.