All men, at some level or the other, are liars. Fortunately there is a cure. They can all become a fine creature, provided their nuts are taken off with pliers.

One unfortunate event can change the course of your life forever.

I'd spent so much of the past seven years living my life in a blur, trying to cram as much as humanly possible into a day. I'd missed out on so much in the process, like having dear girlfriends. It wasn't until you knew something was about to end that you realized how fortunate you were to have had it in the first place.

HUMAN is the Only Threat to the Universe - & sorry to say, but even Creator Exist, S/he is crying for the mistake of making this creature - Tanveer [Hossain Mullick] unfortunately one the species.

The entire quest is for acceptance. You run from pillar to post for being accepted as you are. This quest ends only when you realize that the most important in life is to accept yourself totally, wholly and completely. Unfortunately, that is a long drawn process and it takes time to reach that level. However, once you reach that stage, you are at entire peace with yourself.

People will publicly and on social media judge you on the very same things they do privately, to find they are even worse than you. Choose to fight your own demons and battles, rather than judging others on the very same things you are struggling with yourself. Don't make yourself a better person by mocking and ridiculing others, especially if they are less fortunate than you.

To you. I am the way you think of me , even thou in reality I am not. Unfortunately or fortunately, The way you see me or think of me .It is the way , You will treat me or address me.

"You are fortunate than many.

Changing a word is normal, forgetting a word is unfortunate, but banning a word is dangerous

A life full of success will make you numb, to taste defeat is to gain dignity and appreciation for the fortunate lives we lead, so don't become disheartened when at loss; relish in it, learn and grow stronger from it, and look back and remember it as just a stepping stone to greatness.

By slowing down and focusing on how fortunate you are, you will in turn elevate your level of satisfaction.

Always happiness is amazing things in our nature but unfortunately very few people know the things in happened.

If I am remembered for anything, I want it to be for this: that throughout my entire life, I was deeply sensitive. Sensitive to feelings, words and surroundings. Sensitive to people, places and things. The smallest of things make me emotional in this world. It could be a memory, a truthful face, or a flash of childhood; it could be the smile of a stranger or the openness of the sky. And throughout my life I saw it as an isolating difference. But in my maturity as a man I've discovered my sensitivity is a liberating gift. Because I feel deeply about things. I feel deeply about people. About doing right. About keeping my word. Seeing others achieve. Seeing loved ones grows. I am sensitive to the feelings of the less fortunate, the few, and those struggling. And whenever I get so angry about the world or how people treat each other, I burn bitterly and fierce. Yet, when that flame extinguishes what is left is what is greatest of me; the slow moving tide of my heart. That tide is kind. It is understanding. It is calm. And it is the central moving force in my soul and the rhythm that I am and that I always return to: my sensitivity. I've always been this way. Since I was a boy. Now I am a man and I don't take anything less than pride in it. Because I have found that the tiniest of moments, memories, smiles, dreams and people can make the most emotional impact on me, and the lives of others. And what this brings me all back to is what I what I understand: I have found that I feel more, I care more, and I want people to be more. And that is why I have decided that I must love more. But if I'm remembered for anything - over my laugh, my love or my wonderous beautiful life, I want it to be for my sensitivity. And that I believe that true greatness in the depths of any man, woman or child, is a place of care, consideration and true sensitivity.

Unfortunately good people don't meet good people.

People who believe they have bad luck create bad luck. Those who believe they are very fortunate, that the world is a generous place filled with trustworthy people, live in exactly that kind of world.

Someone once asked Somerset Maugham if he wrote on a schedule or only when struck by Inspirational. "I write only when Inspirational strikes," he replied. "Fortunately it strikes every morning at nine o'clock sharp.

Whatever it is you are really desiring, give it away. If it's companionship, give it to someone else, and just listen to them and be there. If it's money, give it to someone who is less fortunate. If it's encouragement, give it to others. If it's friendship, become the best friend you can be to others. If it's time, serve others with your time. You will be amazed to see how much more of everything you have when you are willing to freely give.

I write only when Inspirational strikes. Fortunately it strikes every morning at nine o'clock sharp.

Ironic, isn't it? You'd think someone as powerful as Jack would have admirers far and wide among witch-kind. Unfortunately, he's experienced quite the opposite. For Jack, the world couldn't be any more of a lonely place.

Unfortunately, modern man has become so focused on harnessing nature's resources that he has forgotten how to learn from them. If you let them, however, the elements of nature will teach you as they have taught me.

Unfortunately it's also true to say that good management is a bit like oxygen - it's invisible and you don't notice its presence until it's gone, and then you're sorry.

We are animals and as animals we kill to survive. Unfortunately some of us are monsters and kill just because they can.

We live in a world where unfortunately the distinction between true and false appears to become increasingly blurred by manipulation of facts, by exploitation of uncritical minds, and by the pollution of the language.

"Some people with DID present their narratives of sadistic abuse in a quite matter-of-fact way, without perceptible affect. This may sometimes be done as a way of protecting themselves, and the listener, from the emotional impact of their experience. We have found that people describing trauma in a flat way, without feeling, are usually those who have been more chronically abused, while those with affect still have a sense of self that can observe the tragedy of betrayal and have feelings about it. In some cases, this deadpan presentation can also be the result of cult training and brainwashing. Unfortunately, when a patient describes a traumatic experience without showing any apparent emotion, it can make the listener doubt whether the patient is telling the truth.