I saw thee’weep
the big bright tear
Came over that eve of blue
And then me thought it did appear
A violet dropping dew
I saw thee’ smile
the sapphire’s blaze
Beside thee’ceased to shine
It could not match the living rays
That filld’that glance of thine
As clouds from yonder sun receive
A deep and mellow dye
Which scarce the shade of coming eve
Can banish from the sky
Those smiles unto the moodiest mind
Their own pure joy impart
Their sunshine leaves a glow behind
That lighens over the heart

"A friend walk in when the rest of the world walks out."
Sometimes in life,You find a special friend;Someone who changes your life just by being part of it.Someone who makes you laugh until you can't stop;Someone who makes you believe that there really is good in the world.Someone who convinces you that there really is an unlocked door just waiting for you to open it.This is Forever Friendship.
when you're down,and the world seems dark and empty,Your forever friend lifts you up in spirits and makes that dark and empty world suddenly seem bright and full.Your forever friend gets you through the hard times, the sad times, and the confused times.
If you turn and walk away,Your forever friend follows,If you lose you way,Your forever friend guides you and cheers you on.
Your forever friend holds your hand and tells you that everything is going to be okay.And if you find such a friend,You feel happy and complete,Because you need not worry,Your have a forever friend for life.
And forever has no end.

Three passions, simple but overwhelmingly strong, have governed my life: the longing for love, the search for knowledge, and unbearable pity for the suffering of mankind. These passions, like great winds, have blown me hither and thither, in a wayward course, over a great ocean of anguish, reaching to the very verge of despair.

I have sought love, first, because it brings ecstasy - ecstasy so great that I would often have sacrificed all the rest of life for a few hours of this joy. I have sought it, next, because it relieves loneliness--that terrible loneliness in which one shivering consciousness looks over the rim of the world into the cold unfathomable lifeless abyss. I have sought it finally, because in the union of love I have seen, in a mystic miniature, the prefiguring vision of the heaven that saints and poets have imagined. This is what I sought, and though it might seem too good for human life, this is what--at last--I have found.

With equal passion I have sought knowledge. I have wished to understand the hearts of men. I have wished to know why the stars shine. And I have tried to apprehend the Pythagorean power by which number holds sway above the flux. A little of this, but not much, I have achieved.

Love and knowledge, so far as they were possible, led upward toward the heavens. But always pity brought me back to earth. Echoes of cries of pain reverberate in my heart. Children in famine, victims tortured by oppressors, helpless old people a burden to their sons, and the whole world of loneliness, poverty, and pain make a mockery of what human life should be. I long to alleviate this evil, but I cannot, and I too suffer.

This has been my life. I have found it worth living, and would gladly live it again if the chance were offered me.

A man may usually be known by the books he reads as well as by the company he keeps; for there is a companionship of books as well as of men; and one should always live in the best company, whether it be of books or of men.
A good book may be among the best of friends. It is the same today that it always was, and it will never change. It is the most patient and cheerful of companions. It does not turn its back upon us in times of adversity or distress. It always receives us with the same kindness; amusing and instructing us in youth, and comforting and consoling us in age.
Men often discover their affinity to each other by the mutual love they have for a book just as two persons sometimes discover a friend by the admiration which both entertain for a third. There is an old proverb, ‘Love me, love my dog.” But there is more wisdom in this:” Love me, love my book.” The book is a truer and higher bond of union. Men can think, feel, and sympathize with each other through their favorite author. They live in him together, and he in them.
A good book is often the best urn of a life enshrining the best that life could think out; for the world of a man’s life is, for the most part, but the world of his thoughts. Thus the best books are treasuries of good words, the golden thoughts, which, remembered and cherished, become our constant companions and comforters.
Books possess an essence of immortality. They are by far the most lasting products of human effort. Temples and statues decay, but books survive. Time is of no account with great thoughts, which are as fresh today as when they first passed through their author’s minds, ages ago. What was then said and thought still speaks to us as vividly as ever from the printed page. The only effect of time have been to sift out the bad products; for nothing in literature can long survive e but what is really good.
Books introduce us into the best society; they bring us into the presence of the greatest minds that have ever lived. We hear what they said and did; we see the as if they were really alive; we sympathize with them, enjoy with them, grieve with them; their experience becomes ours, and we feel as if we were in a measure actors with them in the scenes which they describe.
The great and good do not die, even in this world. Embalmed in books, their spirits walk abroad. The book is a living voice. It is an intellect to which on still listens.

The only survivor of a shipwreck was washed up on a small,
uninhabited island. He prayed feverishly for God to rescue him,
and every day he scanned the horizon for help,
but none seemed forthcoming.
Exhausted, he eventually managed to build a little hut out of
driftwood to protect him from the elements,
and to store his few possessions. But then one day,
after scavenging for food, he arrived home to find his little hut in flames, the smoke rolling up to the sky.
The worst had happened; everything was lost.
He was stunned with grief and anger.
"God how could you do this to me!" he cried. Early the next day, however, he was awakened by the sound of
a ship that was approaching the island. It had come to rescue him.
"How did you know I was here?"
asked the weary man of his rescuers. "We saw your smoke signal," they replied.
It is easy to get discouraged when things are going bad.
But we shouldn't lose heart, because God is at work in our lives,
even in the midst of pain and suffering.
Remember, next time your little hut is burning to the ground
it just may be a smoke signal that summons the grace of God.
For all the negative things we have to say to ourselves,
God has a positive answer for it

If you're finding it tough to land a job，try expanding your job－hunting plan to include the following tactics：
Set your target.While you should always keep your options open to compromise，you should also be sure to target exactly what you want in a job.A specific job hunt will be more efficient than a haphazard one.
　　Schedule ample interviews.Use every possible method to get interviews——answering ads，using search firms，contacting companies directly，surfing the Web，and networking.Even if a job is not perfect for you，every interview can be approached as a positive experience.
　　Follow up.Even if someone does not hire you，write them a thank－you note for the interview.Then，some weeks later，send another brief letter to explain that you still have not found the perfect position and that you will be available to interview again if the original position you applied for——or any other position，for that matter——is open.Do this with every position you interview for，and you may just catch a break.
　　Make it your full－time job.You can't find a job by looking sporadically。You have to make time for it.If you're unemployed and looking，devote as much time as you would to a full－time job.If you have a job while you're looking，figure out an organized schedule to maximize your searching time.
　　Network vertically。In the research phase of your job hunt，talk to people who are on a level above you in your desired industry.They'll have some insights that people at your own level won't have，and will be in a good position to hire you or recommend you to be hired.Keep your spirits up.Looking for a job is one of the toughest things you will ever have to do.Maintain your confidence，stay persistent，and think positively，and eventually you will get a job that suits you.

A little boy asked his mother:"Why are you crying?"
"Because I am a woman."She told him.
"I don't understand"he said.
His mum just hugged him and said:"And you never will."
Later the little boy asked his father:"Why does mother seem to cry for no reason?"
"All woman cry for no reason."Was all his dad could say.
The little boy grow up and became a man, still wondering why women cry.
Finally he put in a call to God, when God got on the phone, he asked,"God, why do women cry so easily?"
God said:"When I made the women, she had to be special. I made her shoulders strong enough to carry the weight of the world; yet, gentle enough to give comfort.
I gave her inner strength to endure childbirth, and the rejections many times comes from her children.
I gave her hardness that allows her to keep going when everyone else gives up, and take care of her family through sickness and fatigue without complains.
"I gave her the sensitivity to love her children under any and all circumstances, even her children has hurt her very badly.
"I gave her strength to carry her husband through his faults and fashioned her from his rib to protect his heart."
"I gave her the wisdom to know that a good husband never hurts his wife, but sometimes tests her strength and resolve to stand beside him unfalteringly."
"And finally, I gave her a tear to shed. That is her exclusively to use whenever it is needed."
"You see the beauty of a women is not the clothes she wears, the figure she carries, or the way she combs her hair."
"The beauty of a women must be seen in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart, the place where the love resides."