Meaning of If you don’t know what port you are sailing to, no wind is favourable. :Seneca the Younger
How exquisitely human was the wish for permanent happiness, and how thin human imagination became trying to achieve it.
Our most basic common link is that we all inhabit this planet. We all breathe the same air. We all cherish our children’s future. And we are all mortal.
Plant seeds of happiness, hope, success, and love; it will all come back to you in abundance. This is the law of nature.
I think hope is the worst thing in the world. I really do. It makes a fool of you while it lasts. And then when it’s gone, it’s like there’s nothing left of you at all . . . except what you can’t be rid of.