Take the diplomacy out of war and the thing would fall flat in a week.
Whoever will be free must make himself free. Freedom is no fairy gift to fall into a man’s lap. What is freedom? To have the will to be responsible for one’s self.
When everything that ticked has stopped, and space stares, all around, or grisly frosts, first autumn morns, repeal the beating ground.
We may stumble and fall but shall rise again; it should be enough if we did not run away from the battle.
As winter settles in, trees stand as skeletal silhouettes against the wintry sky, their branches adorned with the intricate lace of frost. It's a season where the world appears hushed, inviting us to cherish the simplicity of quietude, the crunch of snow beneath our feet, and the comfort found in the glow of twinkling lights against the early nightfall.
As the snowflakes gently fall and the world transforms into a serene winter wonderland, Christmas arrives like a beautiful melody, reminding us to cherish the bonds that unite us. It's a time to wrap ourselves in the warmth of togetherness, reminisce about cherished memories, and revel in the joy of giving. May this festive season fill your heart with love, peace, and endless happiness.