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WHAT IS SUCCESS?

To laugh often and much;

To win the respect of intelligent people and the affection of children;

To earn the appreciation of honest critics and endure the betrayal of false friends;

To appreciate beauty, to find the best in others;

To leave the world a bit better, whether by a healthy child, a garden patched or a redeemed social condition;

To know even one life has breathed easier because you lived;

This is to have succeeded.
~~Ralph Waldo Emerson



To you my beloved friends who visit my blog, you are a success and you will keep succeeding. Have a successful new month!!!!
With love from
Alice Asuquo

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