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Quotes and

Words of Inspiration

“Let’s not pretend that things will change if we keep doing the same things. A crisis can be a real blessing to any person, to any nation. For all crises bring progress. Creativity is born from anguish. Just like the day is born from the dark night. It’s in crisis that inventive is born, as well as discoveries, and big strategies. He who overcomes crisis, overcomes himself, without getting overcome. Who blames his failure to a crisis neglects his own talent, and is more respectful to problems than to solutions. Incompetence is the true crisis. The greatest inconvenience of people and nations is the laziness with which they attempt to find the solutions to their problems. There’s no challenge without a crisis. Without challenges, life becomes a routine, a slow agony. There’s no merits without crisis. It’s in the crisis where we can show the very best in us. Without a crisis, any wind becomes a tender touch. To speak about a crisis is to promote it. Not to speak about it is to exalt conformism. Let us stop, once and for all, the menacing crisis that represents the tragedy of not being willing to overcome it”. – Albert Einstein

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Poems

The loneliest place 

in the world 

is outside, 

looking in, 

like a child 

pressing his nose 

to the window 

of a candy store, 

wishing 

to have it all, 

and, finally, 

having nothing.

by Scarlett Treat

This poem was written by my father who wanted to support my project and inspire me to continue moving forward.

Windows and Doors[1]

 

Window to the world inside my conscience 

There’s more than one, I think; yes more than two.

Turmoil in my heart must needs persuade me - 

Determine my resolve and derring-do.

 

Time to open doors that lead me onward

I’ve made a start, I’ve earned an accolade

In galleries and cafes, exhibitions;

Applause from friends for my bold pic parade.

 

The road is long; the hills seem hard to climb

As mother, father, worker, cook and all.

Colleagues that maligned me, smeared and hurt me

Will see that I shall make this long, harsh haul.

 

Through windows once obscured I now see far

Those doors once closed are finally ajar.[2]

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by Christopher Paul Skelding

 

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[1]A sonnet: Originally in English also "any short lyric poem;" precise meaning is from Italian, where Petrarch (14c.) developed a scheme of an eight-line stanza (rhymed abba abba) followed by a six-line stanza (cdecde, the Italian sestet, or cdcdcd, the Sicilian sestet). Shakespeare developed the English Sonnet for his rhyme-poor native tongue: three Sicilian quatrains followed by a heroic couplet (ababcdcdefefgg). The first stanza sets a situation or problem, and the second comments on it or resolves it.

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[2]I have tried to reflect on the trials and challenges that you detailed so well in your Project Proposal. I used the first three stanzas (verses) to outline those trials and your ways of meeting them. The final couplet highlights the visionary platform from where you will proceed to victory! Hope you like it.

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