﻿<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?><rss version="2.0"><channel><title>Mind: Quotes</title><link>http://anolita.jeeran.com/mind/categories/Quotes/</link><description>The Only Place Where You Can Read My Thoughts!</description><copyright>Copyright 2006 Khalidah</copyright><generator>jeeran RSSGenerator v1.0</generator><item><title>Quote of the Day (30/11/2005)</title><link>http://anolita.jeeran.com/mind/archive/2005/11/2921.html</link><guid>2921</guid><description>&lt;br /&gt;


&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Tahoma; color: blue; font-weight: bold;"&gt;The
first sight of maturity is the discovery that the volume knob also turns to the
left.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chicago_Tribune"&gt;&lt;st1:city w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Chicago&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; Tribune&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;






&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Tahoma; color: navy;"&gt;I
am sure that we all remember all the times that our moms yelled at us to turn
the volume down cause everyone in the house are not able to listen to each
other. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;


&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Tahoma; color: navy;"&gt;My
mom used to fight with me all the time because I just thought that it is not
the same if you listen to music at a lower volume; it will not give the same
effect. The eighties were quite crazy in this regard and I remember telling mom
that Tina Turner was actually related to me and that’s why I feel so attached
to her, and mom used to call me "majnooneh"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;




&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Tahoma; color: navy;"&gt;I
can't help but smile when I think of those good old days. I was never able to
study unless I was listening to music or watching TV. Me and my friends; we all
had collections of posters and photos of our favorite singers, but we did not
dare hang them in the rooms as that was just too taboo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Wingdings; color: navy;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Tahoma; color: navy;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;




&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Tahoma; color: navy;"&gt;I
really don’t remember when the first sign of maturity appeared with me, because
I got so tied up with studying and working and it became of minor importance
that I listen to loud music. Of course I still listen to music; but not too
loud!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;


&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Tahoma; color: navy;"&gt;Actually;
I give my sisters at home a hard time about this, asking them to turn it down,
but naturally; they never listen to me and mom keeps laughing as they are actually
getting back at me for her, so I guess it is true what they say: what goes
around does actually come around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://anolita.jeeran.com/mind/files/2214.gif" title="music" /&gt;</description><pubDate>Wed, 30 Nov 2005 09:35:00 GMT</pubDate><comments>http://anolita.jeeran.com/mind/archive/2005/11/2921.html#comments</comments><author>Khalidah</author><category domain="http://anolita.jeeran.com/mind/categories/Quotes/">Quotes</category></item><item><title>Quote of the Day (29/11/2005)</title><link>http://anolita.jeeran.com/mind/archive/2005/11/2815.html</link><guid>2815</guid><description>&lt;br /&gt;


&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed;" dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 150%; font-family: Tahoma; color: blue; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wear a
smile and have friends; wear a scowl* and have wrinkles&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed;" dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/George_Eliot"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 150%; font-family: Tahoma; color: blue; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;– George Eliot,
1819-1880, English Female Novelist (pen name of Mary Ann Evans)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 150%; font-family: Tahoma; color: blue; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;


&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed;" dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 150%; font-family: Tahoma;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;


&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed;" dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 150%; font-family: Tahoma; color: navy;"&gt;I was talking to one of my best friends last night,
and he was telling me that if I force myself to smile; I will feel internally
happy and this will reflect on everything I do or say; it will even affect
those around me and they will start feeling happy as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;


&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed;" dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 150%; font-family: Tahoma; color: navy;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;


&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed;" dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 150%; font-family: Tahoma; color: navy;"&gt;Thinking about what he said; I believe there is a ring
of truth to this and that it does make a difference to you and those around you
if you were wearing a smile rather than a gloomy face. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;


&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed;" dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 150%; font-family: Tahoma; color: navy;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;


&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed;" dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 150%; font-family: Tahoma; color: navy;"&gt;We all remember the great saying that you move less
muscles in your face if you smile and this translates to less wrinkles (I don’t
think that cosmetic companies would appreciate what I am saying here … kidding &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 150%; font-family: Wingdings; color: navy;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 150%; font-family: Tahoma; color: navy;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;


&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed;" dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 150%; font-family: Tahoma; color: navy;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;


&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed;" dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 150%; font-family: Tahoma; color: navy;"&gt;This small humanly gesture that we call a smile; it
makes your face look more beautiful, yet we are so mean to ourselves and those
around us by not smiling. It has become a culture in &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Jordan&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; that we Jordanians do not
smile, and keeping the scowl is actually "wajaha" or reflects
seriousness. But who said that a mile contradicts with this? Why do we deprive
ourselves from this feeling? &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;


&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed;" dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 150%; font-family: Tahoma; color: navy;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;


&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed;" dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 150%; font-family: Tahoma; color: navy;"&gt;So remember that after you brush your teeth, show them
off by smiling even if to yourself in the mirror, and see what this does to
your morale. Verify these theories of the connection between smiling and
happiness; maybe these guys are right after all and we have been left out all
that past time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;


&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed;" dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 150%; font-family: Tahoma; color: navy;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;


&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed;" dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 150%; font-family: Tahoma; color: navy;"&gt;Don’t forget what they say: Keep smiling because you
will never know who is falling in love with your smile. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;


&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed;" dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 150%; font-family: Tahoma; color: navy;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;


&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed;" dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 150%; font-family: Tahoma; color: navy;"&gt;*Scowl: Frown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://anolita.jeeran.com/mind/files/2163.jpeg" title="smile" /&gt;</description><pubDate>Tue, 29 Nov 2005 12:17:00 GMT</pubDate><comments>http://anolita.jeeran.com/mind/archive/2005/11/2815.html#comments</comments><author>Khalidah</author><category domain="http://anolita.jeeran.com/mind/categories/Quotes/">Quotes</category></item><item><title>Quote of the Day (28/11/2005)</title><link>http://anolita.jeeran.com/mind/archive/2005/11/2645.html</link><guid>2645</guid><description>&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10pt; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 205);"&gt;The most damaging phrase in the language is: "It's always been done that way."&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 -&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Grace_Hopper"&gt;Rear Admiral Grace Hopper&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 205);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);"&gt;Once I read a story about five monkeys: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 128);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;"What Fools Can Learn From Apes." The story goes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: tahoma;" /&gt;
&lt;br style="font-family: tahoma;" /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;"Start with a cage
containing five monkeys. In the cage, hang a banana on a string and put
a set of stairs under it. Before long, a monkey will go to the stairs
and start to climb towards the banana. As soon as he touches the
stairs, spray &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;of the monkeys with cold water. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: tahoma;" /&gt;
&lt;br style="font-family: tahoma;" /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;
"After a while, another monkey makes an attempt with the same result -- all the monkeys are sprayed with cold water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: tahoma;" /&gt;
&lt;br style="font-family: tahoma;" /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;
"Pretty soon, when another monkey tries to climb the stairs, the other monkeys will try to prevent it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: tahoma;" /&gt;
&lt;br style="font-family: tahoma;" /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;"Now, turn off the
cold water. Remove one monkey from the cage and replace it with a new
one. The new monkey sees the banana and wants to climb the stairs. To
his horror, all of the other monkeys attack him. After another attempt
and attack, he knows that if he tries to climb the stairs, he will be
assaulted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: tahoma;" /&gt;
&lt;br style="font-family: tahoma;" /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;"Next, remove
another of the original five monkeys and replace it with a new one. The
newcomer goes to the stairs and is attacked. The previous newcomer
takes part in the punishment with enthusiasm. Again, replace a third
original monkey with a new one. The new one makes it to the stairs and
is attacked as well. Two of the four monkeys that beat him have no idea
why they were not permitted to climb the stairs, or why they are
participating in the beating of the newest monkey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: tahoma;" /&gt;
&lt;br style="font-family: tahoma;" /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;"After replacing
the fourth and fifth original monkeys, all the monkeys which have been
sprayed with cold water have been replaced. Nevertheless, no monkey
ever again approaches the stairs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: tahoma;" /&gt;
&lt;br style="font-family: tahoma;" /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;
"Why not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: tahoma;" /&gt;
&lt;br style="font-family: tahoma;" /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;"Because that's the way it's always been around here." &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;It's really
funny; how we follow the way things have been done always without
asking ourselves why or what can be done to improve it. Why are we
afraid of change? Is there an internal feeling inside each of us to
stop us from daring and attempting to reach out for what we really
want? Are we afraid of the cold water?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Think with me; isn't this what is really holding us back from realizing our full potential and making our dreams come true?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Why don't we have the courage to change?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;








&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://anolita.jeeran.com/mind/files/2087.jpeg" title="dare" /&gt;</description><pubDate>Mon, 28 Nov 2005 09:36:00 GMT</pubDate><comments>http://anolita.jeeran.com/mind/archive/2005/11/2645.html#comments</comments><author>Khalidah</author><category domain="http://anolita.jeeran.com/mind/categories/Quotes/">Quotes</category></item><item><title>Quote of the Day (27/11/2005)</title><link>http://anolita.jeeran.com/mind/archive/2005/11/2480.html</link><guid>2480</guid><description>&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 205);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Pleasure in the job puts perfection in the
work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: tahoma;" /&gt;
&lt;br style="font-family: tahoma;" /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;--- &lt;a href="http://www.ucmp.berkeley.edu/history/aristotle.html"&gt;Aristotle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128); font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;That says it all.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I can't remember how many tasks I performed with great joy regardless
of how difficult or unpleasant to others they are ... I really enjoyed
and they turned out to be perfect.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
On the other hand; there were tasks that I did not like, and they were
the hardest to finish.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Sometimes it is not about how easy or difficult a task or a job is; it
is actually how we feel about it. Are we happy where we are? What pulls
us out of bed every morning to come to work and carry on with tasks;
some see them as easy and others see them as hard?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I remember that I read somewhere; that others' jobs seem easier than
ours, and the more they perfect it the easier it seems.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I think what makes a difference is how much these people are enjoying
their jobs and how much they are loving doing it.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
What about you? Do you love what you are doing? And if not; what would
you love to change about it?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://anolita.jeeran.com/mind/files/2024.jpeg" title="Smiley" /&gt;</description><pubDate>Sun, 27 Nov 2005 09:26:00 GMT</pubDate><comments>http://anolita.jeeran.com/mind/archive/2005/11/2480.html#comments</comments><author>Khalidah</author><category domain="http://anolita.jeeran.com/mind/categories/Quotes/">Quotes</category></item><item><title>Quote of the Day (24/11/2005)</title><link>http://anolita.jeeran.com/mind/archive/2005/11/2213.html</link><guid>2213</guid><description>&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 205);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;If you were born lucky, even your rooster will lay 
eggs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;-Russian proverb&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 128);"&gt;There
are two philosophies in life; one that says that luck does not exist,
and the other states that everything in life is based on luck.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 128);"&gt;In
all cultures; we have read and heard about luck. Poets and writers
mentioned it many times and they believed that some people were born
under a lucky star and that made their lives easier and more
comfortable. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 128);"&gt;Let's
face it; if you look around you or scan the people that you know; you
will realize that there are some people who did not have to struggle
for anything; life just came to them as simple as that. So what is it?
Is it luck? or attitude? or luck? :)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 128);"&gt;This
morning; the first thing that came to my mind is this proverb. I don't
know why; but maybe I am just not feeling lucky today, or as they say:
I woke up on the wrong side of the bed, but then I remembered; my bed
has only one side.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 128);"&gt;There
must be a reason why this became a proverb the Russians inherited and
spread it to other cultulers, and there must be a ring of truth to it;
otherwise; its spell would have been broken ages ago.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 128);"&gt;What
do you think? Does luck exist? And does it really affect our lives?
Should we believe that some people are lucky and some aren't? &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;br startcont="this" /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://anolita.jeeran.com/mind/files/1818.jpeg" title="luck" /&gt;</description><pubDate>Thu, 24 Nov 2005 09:15:00 GMT</pubDate><comments>http://anolita.jeeran.com/mind/archive/2005/11/2213.html#comments</comments><author>Khalidah</author><category domain="http://anolita.jeeran.com/mind/categories/Quotes/">Quotes</category></item><item><title>Quote of the day (23/11/2005)</title><link>http://anolita.jeeran.com/mind/archive/2005/11/2151.html</link><guid>2151</guid><description>&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 205);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Waste your money and you're only out of money, but waste your time and you've lost part of your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: tahoma;" /&gt;
&lt;br style="font-family: tahoma;" /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;-- &lt;a href="http://www.michaelleboeuf.com/"&gt;Michael Leboeuf&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: tahoma; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 205);"&gt;an internationally 
        published author, business consultant, and a dynamic professional speaker)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 205);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 205);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);"&gt;Isn't it amazing how a simple sentence holds so much meaning? &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
It is true that when you waste your time, you are actually losing precious minutes of your own life, not someone else's. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Each moment we spend is an investment in ourselves, and everything we
do is a result of a choice, so if we choose to waste our time or allow
others to waste it for us, how smart is this choice? and what is the
Return On Investment (ROI) that we will get?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
If we ask ourselves every time what we will gain if we do something or
don't do it, I believe that we will have better control and management
of our time and life in general.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Save yourself from emptiness and use your time wisely!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 205);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://anolita.jeeran.com/mind/files/1775.jpeg" title="wasting time" /&gt;</description><pubDate>Wed, 23 Nov 2005 12:04:00 GMT</pubDate><comments>http://anolita.jeeran.com/mind/archive/2005/11/2151.html#comments</comments><author>Khalidah</author><category domain="http://anolita.jeeran.com/mind/categories/Quotes/">Quotes</category></item><item><title>Quote of the day</title><link>http://anolita.jeeran.com/mind/archive/2005/11/2041.html</link><guid>2041</guid><description>&lt;span style="font-family: VERDANA,ARIAL,SANS-SERIF; font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: tahoma; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 205);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
My future starts when I wake 
up every morning…Every day I find something creative to do with my 
life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: tahoma; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 205);" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: tahoma; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 205);" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: tahoma; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 205);"&gt;- 
&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Miles Davis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 205);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma;"&gt;Go on ... read it again and again &lt;br /&gt;
It means that today is the beginning of the rest of your life, no
matter how long or short, it starts today ... so stop wasting your time
and energy thinking and crying over a past that will never come back
... there is no time machine that will take you back and allow you to
make things better ... so what can we do?&lt;br /&gt;
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The only thing we can do is to keep moving forward, because the journey
will not stop because one passenger decided to step down and think of
going back ... he will be left behind!!!&lt;br /&gt;
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Life is a wonderful experience ... open your heart and mind and make
the best of each day because guess what? you will never get the chance
to relive any second that passes, you only have one shot ... so you
better be good at aiming &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://anolita.jeeran.com/mind/files/1698.jpeg" title="Rose of Hope" /&gt;</description><pubDate>Tue, 22 Nov 2005 15:11:00 GMT</pubDate><comments>http://anolita.jeeran.com/mind/archive/2005/11/2041.html#comments</comments><author>Khalidah</author><category domain="http://anolita.jeeran.com/mind/categories/Quotes/">Quotes</category></item></channel></rss>