HEART SOUL
I put my heart and my soul into my work, and have lost my mind in the process.
Tag: Lost
WORK
I put my heart and my soul into my work, and have lost my mind in the process.
“Lost Time is never found again.”
“Lost Time is never found again.”
Many have changed so much that they have lost the magic of the dream that carried them on their own bootstraps.
Many have changed so much that they have lost the magic of the dream that carried them on their own bootstraps.
Because Mr. Mandela’s early opponents invested so many resources into distorting the true nature of his advocacy, the singular historic moment millions now celebrate could have been tragically lost to guerrilla decontextualization.
Because Mr. Mandela’s early opponents invested so many resources into distorting the true nature of his advocacy, the singular historic moment millions now celebrate could have been tragically lost to guerrilla decontextualization.
The visits Prime Minister Koizumi made to the Yasukuni Shrine, I believe, had nothing to do with approval ratings. He paid respects at the Yasukuni Shrine to pay respects to the people of Japan who fought and lost their lives for the country and to pray for the peace of their souls.
The visits Prime Minister Koizumi made to the Yasukuni Shrine, I believe, had nothing to do with approval ratings. He paid respects at the Yasukuni Shrine to pay respects to the people of Japan who fought and lost their lives for the country and to pray for the peace of their souls.
I don’t recognize my people anymore. I feel Somalia is lost. There is no Somalia. It is just a name.
I don’t recognize my people anymore. I feel Somalia is lost. There is no Somalia. It is just a name.
Imagine a thousand more such daily intrusions in your life, every hour and minute of every day, and you can grasp the source of this paranoia, this anger that could consume me at any moment if I lost control
Imagine a thousand more such daily intrusions in your life, every hour and minute of every day, and you can grasp the source of this paranoia, this anger that could consume me at any moment if I lost control.
I grew up with the sea, and poverty for me was sumptuous; then I lost the sea and found all luxuries gray and poverty unbearable
I grew up with the sea, and poverty for me was sumptuous; then I lost the sea and found all luxuries gray and poverty unbearable.