A lady was basking in the beautiful sunny afternoon. She spotted a cocoon on the nearby tree branch. There was a small opening in the cocoon. She noticed the butterfly struggling to make its way out. Her heart melted seeing the scuffle of the insect.…
One day as Leo Tolstoy walked down the street, he passed a beggar. Reaching into his pocket to give the beggar money, he found that his pocket was empty. Looking at the poor man, Tolstoy said, “I'm sorry, my brother, I have nothing to give."…
This was what the great nineteenth-century pioneer ofmeteorology, James Pollard Espy, was shown in a chance encounter as a young man. Unable to read and write until he was eighteen, Espy attended a rousing speech by the famous orator Henry Clay. After the talk, a spellbound…
One evening an elder Cherokee told his grandson about a battle that goes on inside all people. He said, “My son, the battle is between two wolves inside us. One is Fear. It carries anxiety, concern, uncertainty, hesitancy, indecision, and inaction. The other is Faith.…
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