That that don't kill me, can only make me stronger.
When I was 15 and then 16 years old, I spent two summers in Nicaragua for a service project. I took Spanish classes the first week and got acclimated to Central America. I loved it.
I have some sarcastic sides of me.
On Christmas, my family and I see a movie and go out for Chinese food. We dont celebrate Christmas in the traditional sense, in that we do not actually celebrate Christmas.
I live in a constant state of hyperbole.
Both my best and worst memories are of my time in Nicaragua. The experience as a whole was totally redeeming and amazing. It sounds so cliche, but I don't care because I'm saying that from the heart. I stayed with a host family and went back to the same kind of rural farming village outside of Managua.
I actually got really interested in traveling to India after studying yoga. I have this wanderlust and don't like doing things without knowing about the history.
. . . the keynote of government is injustice.
I have seen a thousand graves opened, and always perceived that whatever was gone, the teeth and hair remained of those who had died with them. Is not this odd? They go the very first things in youth and yet last the longest in the dust.
Art will not solve your problems. It will not enable you to live merrily.
It might be a good idea if the various countries of the world would occasionally swap history books, just to see what other people are doing with the same set of facts.