Home » Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears: I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him. Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears: I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him. adminPosted onAugust 26, 2021May 3, 2022inAuthors, William ShakesPeare Spread the loveRelated Posts: One is not called noble who harms living beings. By not harming living beings one is called noble. Buddha It is a man’s own mind, not his enemy or foe, that lures him to evil ways. Buddha One best book is equal to hundred good friends, but one good friend is equal to a library. A. P. J. Abdul Kalam I don’t like that man. I must get to know him better. Abraham Lincoln The loss of enemies does not compensate for the loss of friends. Abraham Lincoln You will not be punished for your anger, you will be punished by your anger. Buddha Look at the sky. We are not alone. The whole universe is friendly to us and conspires only to give the best to those who dream and work. A. P. J. Abdul Kalam Should a person do good, let him do it again and again. Let him find pleasure therein, for blissful is the accumulation of good. Buddha
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