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ډاکټراظهارالله اظهار
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Reading a book is like re-writing it for yourself.
Annual income twenty pounds, annual expenditure nineteen six, result happiness. Annual income twenty pounds, annual expenditure twenty pound ought and six, result misery.
If all the economists were laid end to end, they’d never reach a conclusion.
It takes as much energy to wish as it does to plan.
I think of life as a good book. The further you get into it, the more it begins to make sense.
We lose ourselves in books. We find ourselves there too.
When one door of happiness closes, another opens; but often we look so long at the closed door that we do not see the one which has been opened for us.
Money was never a big motivation for me, except as a way to keep score. The real excitement is playing the game.
