Scars are medals branded on the flesh, and your enemies will be frightened by them because they are proof of your long experience of battle.

We will build a society dedicated to higher ideals, and we will replace the aristocracy of money by—” “—the aristocracy of pull,” said a voice beyond the group. They whirled around. The man who stood facing them was Francisco d’Anconia.

It is the sweet, simple things of life which are the real ones after all.

Kind hearts are the gardens, Kind thoughts are the roots, Kind words are the flowers, Kind deeds are the fruits, Take care of your garden And keep out the weeds, Fill it with sunshine, Kind words, and Kind deeds.

Written By Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

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