"Education is the most powerful weapon which you can use to change the world" Nelson Mandela. Once he said that, and we always will remember that. We all know that studying at school is part of education, but self-education is tool which can make you free.  TOP 5 books which you should read. 

1) Without a DowryIs a play by Alexander Ostrovsky premiered on November 10, 1878 on Maly Theater stage and first published in January 1879. After a hard year spent in desperation, devastated by the abrupt (and unexplained) end of her romance with a rich man Paratov whom she was in love with and almost worshipped, Larisa decides to marry the first man who'd approach her. Karandyshev, a petty state official, proves to be silly, obnoxious and vain person, but Larisa doesn't care much for that, wishing only to finally get away from it all and go to live to the country. Suddenly Paratov arrives to Bryakhimov [described as a "large city on the bank of Volga River"] and causes a stir both in the local community and in the girl’s heart. It turns out he's about to marry a rich woman and now enjoys his last bachelor spree, selling ships he owns to get money to burn. He finds out Larisa still loves him and feels strong for her too.Karandyshev, just to show off, throws a party, inviting among others a young man Vozhevatov (Larisa's childhood friend), local millionaire Knurov (who'd earlier suggested to Larisa's mother he’d be willing to become her daughter 'sponsor' and take her to Paris should she feel that way; mother receives the offer benignly) and Paratov himself. Paratov, to punish Karandyshev (who's been rather impolite with him, in a silly way) and make Larisa see the brat for what he was, stages a kind of practical joke. Using his alcoholic actor friend's drinking prowess he makes the young man go drunk and totally expose himself, making guests laugh at him openly. Leaving Karandyshev back, Paratov, Knurov and Vozhevatov take Larisa our for a nightly picnic.As the party ends, Larisa approaches Paratov with the question and gets the straight answer: no, he won't marry her after all, for he is betrothed to that other woman. Larisa feels humiliated, betrayed and compromised. Feeling now unable to return home and face her fiancée she now hates, she thinks of suicide. Knurov and Vozhevatov discuss her position among themselves too; they end up tossing a coin to decide whose luck it will be to take her on to a romantic trip to Paris, and the older man wins, but Larisa rejects his offer. Drunk Karandyshev appears with one of the Turkish pistols from his collection and implores Larisa to return home. She bluntly refuses, declaring it was nothing but contempt that she was now feeling towards him. Desperate, he draws the pistol out and shoots her. Reaching out for the pistol, she tries to make out she'd made it with her own hand. She thanks her murderer. "You all are... good people and... I love you all", such are her last words.

2) Ward number 6- by Anton Chekhov The story opens with a description of a lunatic asylum, ward no. six, in a provincial hospital. The ward has five pitiful inmates—including the "imbecile" Jew Moiseika—and is overseen by a coarse porter named Nikita. The narrator describes how a university-educated inmate named Ivan Gromov drove himself mad with paranoia and was admitted to the asylum. The hospital is run by Dr. Andrei Yefimich Rabin, a "strange man" who became a doctor to humor his father, after actually wanting to become a priest. Rabin begins his career as a highly motivated physician who looks after his patients with the greatest of care. However, he is soon disillusioned by the "uselessness" of his task, neglects to visit the wards, and becomes indifferent to his patients' plight. Rabin eases his conscience with the thought that every man is born to die and concludes that "suffering leads man to perfection." The doctor fills his time reading books and discussing questions of immortality with the postmaster Mikhail Averianych. Rabin proposes to his friend that life is "a vexatious trap" in which mankind's only solace is the company of other intelligent men. As Rabin grows more preoccupied with death and the meaning of life, he turns away from Mikhail and toward Gromov for intellectual companionship. Initially spiteful and hostile, the lunatic mocks Rabin for his "rationalizations" and stoic philosophy. Gromov's attitude then softens to one of "condescending irony" as he sees how the doctor values his opinions. The hospital staff grows concerned for Rabin's sanity, and even the doctor notices "an air of mystery" all around him. Things come to a head when Rabin is invited to attend a committee meeting that is actually an inquiry into his psychological health. Rabin is "insulted and angered" by this patronizing treatment and decides to go on a trip to Moscow and Warsaw with Mikhail.The trip is not a success as Rabin grows annoyed with his friend and spends all of his money on paying their expenses. On his return, the doctor finds that he has been ousted from his post by Dr. Khobotov and fired without a pension. Although Mikhail vows to pay back all the money he owes, Rabin sinks into a fatalistic depression. He decides that every facet of his life is "trivial and inconsequential" and is rudely dismissive of Dr. Khobotov's and Mikhail's offers of help. Although he later apologizes for his outbursts, Rabin finds himself tricked by Khobotov into entering ward no. 6. Once there, Rabin finds that he cannot leave and fearfully concedes that he is being shown "real life" for the first time. Egged on by Gromov, Rabin is beaten by Nikita for daring to protest at his incarceration. The doctor miserably concludes that just as he unconsciously abused the lunatics during the past, so he too is being unjustly treated. The following day, Rabin dies of an apoplectic stroke. Before he passes into "oblivion forever," the doctor rejects the philosophy of immortality and has a vision of running deer. Only the doctor's old cook and his faithful friend Mikhail attend the funeral.

3) La Peau de ChagrinLa Peau de chagrin The Magic Skin or The Wild Ass's Skin) is an 1831novel by French novelist and playwright Honoré de Balzac (1799–1850). Set in early 19th-century Paris, it tells the story of a young man who finds a magic piece of shagreen that fulfills his every desire. For each wish granted, however, the skin shrinks and consumes a portion of his physical energy. La Peau de chagrinbelongs to the Études philosophiquesgroup of Balzac's sequence of novels,La Comédie humaine.Before the book was completed, Balzac created excitement about it by publishing a series of articles and story fragments in several Parisian journals. Although he was five months late in delivering the manuscript, he succeeded in generating sufficient interest that the novel sold out instantly upon its publication. A second edition, which included a series of twelve other "philosophical tales", was released one month later.Although the novel uses fantastic elements, its main focus is a realistic portrayal of the excesses of bourgeois materialism. Balzac's renowned attention to detail is used to describe a gambling house, an antique shop, a royal banquet, and other locales. He also includes details from his own life as a struggling writer, placing the main character in a home similar to the one he occupied at the start of his literary career. The central theme of La Peau de chagrin is the conflict between desire and longevity. The magic skin represents the owner's life-force, which is depleted through every expression of will, especially when it is employed for the acquisition of power. Ignoring a caution from the shopkeeper who offers him the skin, the protagonist greedily surrounds himself with wealth, only to find himself miserable and decrepit at the story's end.La Peau de chagrin firmly established Balzac as a writer of significance in France. His social circle widened significantly, and he was sought eagerly by publishers for future projects. The book served as the catalyst for a series of letters he exchanged with a Polish baroness named Ewelina Hańska, who later became his wife. It also inspired Giselher Klebe's opera Die tödlichen Wünsche.

4) The Divine Comedy- by Dante Alighieri The Divine Comedy  is an epic poem by Dante Alighieri, begun c. 1308 and completed 1320, a year before his death in 1321. It is widely considered the preeminent work of Italian literature and is seen as one of the greatest works of world literature. The poem's imaginative vision of the afterlifeis representative of themedieval world-view as it had developed in the Western Church by the 14th century. It helped establish the Tuscan language, in which it is written, as the standardized Italian language. It is divided into three parts: Inferno, Purgatorio, and Paradiso.On the surface, the poem describes Dante's travels through Hell, Purgatory, and Heaven; but at a deeper level, it represents, allegorically, the soul's journey towards God.At this deeper level, Dante draws on medieval Christian theology and philosophy, especially Thomistic philosophy and the Summa Theologica of Thomas Aquinas.Consequently, theDivine Comedy has been called "the Summa in verse".The work was originally simply titled Comedìa and was later christened Divina by Giovanni Boccaccio. The first printed edition to add the word divina to the title was that of the Venetian humanist Lodovico Dolce,published in 1555 by Gabriele Giolito de' Ferrari.

5) The Picture of Dorian Grey-by Oscar Wild The Picture of Dorian Gray is an 1891philosophical novel by writer andplaywright Oscar Wilde. First published as a serial story in the July 1890 issue of Lippincott's Monthly Magazine, the editors feared the story was indecent, and without Wilde's knowledge, deleted five hundred words before publication. Despite that censorship, The Picture of Dorian Gray offended the moral sensibilities of British book reviewers, some of whom said that Oscar Wilde merited prosecution for violating the laws guarding the public morality. In response, Wilde aggressively defended his novel and art in correspondence with the British press.Wilde revised and expanded the magazine edition of The Picture of Dorian Gray (1890) for publication as a novel; the book edition (1891) featured an aphoristic preface — an apologia about the art of the novel and the reader. The content, style, and presentation of the preface made it famous in its own literary right, as social and cultural criticism. In April 1891, the editorial house Ward, Lock and Company published the revised version of The Picture of Dorian Gray.The only novel written by Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray exists in two versions, the 1890 magazine edition and the 1891 book edition, the story he submitted for serial publication in Lippincott's Monthly Magazine.As literature of the 19th century, The Picture of Dorian Gray is an example of Gothic fiction with strong themes interpreted from the legendary Faust.

Hero means everything and nothing. It encompasses the firefighters who rushed into the burning twin towers, long-distance runners who compete through chronic disease, and the wag on Twitter who makes a point you agree with. The highly specific, armor-bright figure of classical myth has grown a thousand faces. We still want him around (DC Comics recently announced 10 new superhero films to unspool over the next six years, including one about a her: Wonder Woman), but his omnipresence makes him easy to mock. Part of our ambivalence may also stem from the suspicion that his noble deeds are not as selfless as they seem, motivated instead by a thirst for attention, rational egotism, or even masochism.   What’s the psychology of heroism? Is extreme self-sacrifice the result of a pained calculus, a weighing of desire and obligation, or an instinct? (Which would be more heroic? Does it matter?) In a study out last week in the journalPLOS ONE, Yale researchers recruited more than 300 volunteers to read statements by 51 contemporary “heroes.” These men and women had all received the Carnegie Hero Medal for “civilians who risk their lives to save strangers”; the experimenters wanted to know whether they had acted without thinking or after exerting “conscious self-control” in order “to override negative emotions like fear.”The volunteers—and a computer algorithm, for safesies—analyzed the medal winners’ statements for evidence of careful thought, or of unpremeditated action. Overwhelmingly, they found that day-savers rescue first and reflect second. As Christine Marty, a 21-year-old student who wrested a trapped senior citizen from her car during a flash flood, said, “I’m thankful I was able to act and not think about it.” Study author David Rand noted that people playing economic games are similarly less likely to share resources when they ruminate about their moves, but more generous when they don’t take time to consider strategy. Perhaps human nature is reflexively pure and kind (and corrupted by our hyper-rational, transactional society)—or perhaps, as Rand speculated, cooperation becomes an intuitive habit only after we see it paying off. (Quoth Zazu: Cheetahs never prosper.)The Yale study adds to a rich tradition of scientific inquiry into altruism, generosity, and the better angels/cannily perceptive salespeople of our nature. Before diving in, though, it’s worth noting that the hero and the altruist are made of slightly different stuff. While both act admirably, only one has, by definition, a superhuman, preternatural aura. That distinction raises the question of whether what we value in heroism is a kind of transcending of what we take to be our frail or selfish wiring. Generosity might retain its gleam if it’s innate—but does heroism count as heroism if we’re predisposed to it?We may indeed be built for acts of kindness. Children engage in prosocial behavior early on, helping, giving, and empathizing. One-year-olds will comfort an experimenter in feigned distress. And a 2009 study by German psychologists revealed that 18-month-old toddlers often provide “spontaneous, unrewarded” help to adults, retrieving a dropped clothespin, for instance, or opening a cabinet for aresearcher whose hands are full. It isn’t just that the kids like feeling useful or picking up clothespins. When the experimenter seemed unruffled by the fallen pin or the closed cabinet, rates of helping declined.Of course, it doesn’t cost a lot to pick up an object from the floor (especially when you are 2 feet tall). So next, the researchers strewed obstacles between the clothespin and the child—complex motor movement is hard at that age!—and got the same results. Phase 4 was giving the child enticing toys to play with in one corner of the room and positioning the closed cabinet in the opposite corner. In order to do a mitzvah for the researcher, the toddlers had to leave behind the toys and walk precariously across the room. Many did. Nor did rewards for helping motivate them to help more. (In fact, suddenly introducing an extrinsic motivation can undermine the internal glow of doing good—and drive subsequent helping rates down. This overjustification effect is the bane of helicopter parents everywhere.)Once we’re older, research finds, the impulse to be nice doesn’t go away. Brain scans show the activation of neural regions that process pleasure when we give to charity. Some people experience more activation—they find giving more pleasurable—than others. They are the ones who voluntarily donate the most in an experimental setting. (Stroke victims who suffer from lesions to selected brain areas may also exhibit pathological generosity.) But the question remains: Why do these so-called altruists take such joy in acting kindly?One study, by researchers at Georgetown University, implies that the world’s givers and helpers simply possess more empathy. Psychologist Abigail Marsh and her team recruited 19 people who had donated their kidneys to total strangers, and 20 people who had not. They flashed images of fearful, upset, or angry human faces at the volunteers while recording their brain activity with an fMRI machine. The donors and the control group generated similar scans, except for two details: In donors, the right amygdala, which governs emotional response, was 8 percent larger, and it showed enhanced activity. Previous tests had already revealed the opposite finding for psychopaths. These empathy-impaired subjects had amygdalae that fired less when distressed faces were presented. Though fMRI studies are in their infancy, this one implied that altruists just give more shits than do the rest of us.Yet perhaps they pursue generous deeds for craftier reasons. In 2012, psychologists from Knox College in Illinois divided 78 students into 26 groups of three—some with two men and one woman, and some with two women and one men. The groups were asked to complete a task that would result in a financial reward, and one facet of the job was that a team member would need to plunge his or her forearm into a bucket of icy water for 40 seconds. Within each group, the volunteer who elected to “sacrifice” him- or herself to the bucket (“This hurts a lot more than people think it will, and … even more after you remove your arm from the ice,” intoned the experimenter) was judged as more likeable and admirable than everyone else. That group member was also awarded more money when the teams decided how to split up their prize.Perhaps predictably, intense rivalry broke out, especially between the men in male-male-female groups. Guys really wanted to wear the heroic, ice bucket-conquering mantle, gain social status, and impress the lady. The researchers concluded that engaging in “self-sacrifice” is “a profitable long-term strategy.” “Competition … and ‘showing off’ are key factors in triggering altruistic behavior,” they wrote.Which brings us back to heroes. Despite all the prestige, money, and adoring lookers-on, at a certain point altruism no longer represents any kind of long-term strategy. Rather, its risks and sacrifices overwhelm its benefits.The morbid, unspoken problem with studying real-life heroes is that they have a tendency to die. The three men who leapt in front of their girlfriends when a gunman opened fire in an Aurora, Colorado, movie theater can’t tell us what they were thinking and feeling. Nor can the Sikh temple president who lost his life shielding worshippers from a skinhead’s bullets. Nevertheless, a few papers shed some light. In 2005, researchers ran personality tests on 80 Gentiles who risked their lives to shelter Jewish refugees during the Holocaust, as well as 73 bystanders. Two interesting commonalities arose among the “heroes”: First, they were more likely to embrace, or at least tolerate, danger. Second, they were more likely to say they interacted frequently with friends and family. These findings expanded on a classic 1970 study of 37 Holocaust rescuers, in which researchers determined that the helping Gentiles were animated in part by “a spirit of adventurousness.” (Related but more prosaic: Studies suggest that “sensation-seeking” is positively correlated with the willingness to give blood.) In 1984, scientists John P. Wilson and Richard Petruska determined that “high-esteem” college students—those who believed they were worthy and competent—more often rushed to aid an experimenter during a simulated explosion, while “high-safety” students, driven by a need for security and the desire to avoid anxiety, were less likely to lend a hand. In the realm of smaller, but still substantial, risk, 74 percent of kidney donors interviewed for a 1977 study said they put great faith and trust in people, compared with only 43 percent of non-donors.The heroic picture that emerges here—confident, risk-taking men and women who believe in others and value their relationships—looks familiar. It’s idealistic Peter Parker and grinning, goodhearted Indiana Jones. It’s Buffy, Wildstyle from The Lego Movie, and Law & Order: SVU’s Olivia Benson. Meanwhile, for show-offy altruists, there are philanthropic golden boys Bruce Wayne and Tony Stark, or that one male ally in your Twitter feed who always blurs the line between feminist support and benevolent sexism.What about you or me? Will we be heroes when the moment calls? Maybe, if we don’t overthink it.

If someone can help him. That will be great! He saved hundreds of lives and right now his life is in danger. Let's do something. 

"You have cancer!"

Those are three words that no one would ever want to hear.

These three words are truly game-changers in the lives of countless firefighters across our country. For my family, my friends and the brotherhood within the fire service community, the news of my cancer diagnosis was taken quite hard.

I share my story in hopes that you will learn and live a cancer-free life.

In October 2013, my wife and I were planning our yearly vacation with friends for late November. I had been dealing with cold symptoms for about two months, so my wife finally convinced me to see my general physician, Dr. Toby Taylor.

Dr. Taylor thought my enlarged lymph nodes were just the lymph nodes doing their job, fighting off infection from a cold. He prescribed antibiotics to fight the infection that showed up as a lump in the left side of my neck.

While on vacation, my condition improved with the use of the antibiotics. However, a week after I returned so did the enlarged lymph nodes in my neck.

Things didn't seem right

Dr. Taylor prescribed another round of antibiotics. Once again, my condition improved. But we all know that with any diagnosis, a follow up was required.

Three weeks after my first visit, the doctor thoroughly examined me and found that things just didn't seem right — further testing was needed. He sent me for a chest x-ray and blood tests, both of which were negative. He also recommended that I see an ear, nose and throat (ENT) specialist.

My wife and I were concerned, but the "big C" never crossed our minds.

The ENT specialist examined me and requested I have a short-needle biopsy. Following the biopsy, my wife, Sarah, and I met with the doctor two weeks before Christmas. He bluntly stated, "You have B Cell Lymphoma."

That, my friends, was the game changer for us. No one in my family ever had cancer! I never smoked a day in my life!

Second opinion

I remember us walking out of the doctor's office on a cold December day, hand in hand, crying like babies. What do we do now? Where do we go? How much longer do I have to live? How will we tell my son and his wife? Who do I call for help? Is cancer curable? Do I write my obituary?

So many questions to be answered; our heads were spinning. These were all questions that I know those battling cancer have gone through.

At the fire station, I told some of my closer friends of my diagnosis. My assistant chief shared this information with his wife, who teaches in the elementary school. She in turn shared it with her teacher's assistant, Sue.

Sue's husband had battled cancer and was cancer-free for the last four years. Through emails, texts and lengthy phone calls, Sue convinced Sarah to seek a second opinion, and one from out of town.

We have good medical facilities where we live, but when you buy a Ford, you take it to the Ford dealership for service. With cancer, you go to the best cancer research and treatment centers in the world.

Specialized care

We heeded Sue's message and positive experience and contacted Memorial Sloan Kettering Cancer Center (MSKCC) in New York City.

There was no referral needed and they immediately got us into their system, requesting test results and ordering additional tests to be taken. On Christmas Eve, I underwent a two-hour PET scan, which confirmed my cancer.

Would this be my last Christmas?

The MSKCC staff was amazing. They were very compassionate, understanding, and thorough with each phone call. Our first visit to Sloan was Jan. 17, where we met with a team of oncologists whom specialized in lymphoma.

Questions started with the usual medical history and stalled on my volunteer firefighter status. This team questioned me for over an hour as to the type of fires that I fought and investigated over my 38-year career as a volunteer firefighter.

What were they saying; my lifelong passion may be killing me?

Fight begins 

The oncologists punctuated the meeting by stating that B Cell Non-Hodgkin's Lymphoma was the fastest growing cancer in the fire service today. Renown oncologist, Dr. Joachim Yahalom, reassured us that he was 95 percent sure he could cure the cancer in my neck.

Sarah and I went home and told our family and two close friends that we plan to leave the area to get the best treatment possible. It took some coaxing for me to leave, but the more people I spoke with the more the picture became clearer.

Treatment would be done using Intensified Modulated Radiation Therapy for 20 days (Monday through Friday) in New York City. This therapy consisted of me being locked onto a table wearing an upper body plastic mask for my daily treatments.

The firefighting brotherhood is invaluable during times of need. One week into my treatments, I received a phone call from Chief Brian Healey of the Barneveld (N.Y.) Fire Department asking to meet me for lunch with his Assistant Chief Brian Palmer, who once was a member of my department.

They heard of my cancer issue and where and how long treatment was going to take place. They wanted to help out with the financial demands related to my treatment and living expenses while in New York City.

I met with Chief Healey and stated that thanks to my Whitesboro (N.Y.) Fire Department team and my brother, my personal expenses would be minimal. I did ask that they pay it forward by taking this initiative and make it bigger so we can help other firefighters and ladies auxiliary members fighting cancer and other debilitating diseases.

Helping others

They wanted to sell helmet decals to start up their fundraising and they asked for design ideas. As deputy fire coordinator in my county, my car number is 271, and when faced with cancer, you have to believe.

Thus, they started the Believe 271 Foundation Inc., a not-for-profit 501(c)(3) organization. Helmet sticker sales began on St. Patrick's Day, while I was still undergoing to treatments. Their goal was to sell 350 stickers; they have sold over 2,500.

Once I returned home from my treatments, we formed a 10-member board from representatives of fire and ladies auxiliaries across our county. There are countless residuals that came from the Believe 271 mission.

Our foundation has brought together the fire services in New York's Oneida and Herkimer counties. Fire departments, ladies auxiliaries, community members, former colleagues and private companies made donations to support our mission.

It was neighbor helping neighbor emotionally and educationally all across both counties as they held various fundraisers to help support the Believe 271 mission of "No one will ever fight alone."

A growing epidemic 

The foundation has raised over $55,000 and has paid out in excess of $11,000 to those in need. Upon request from the foundation, I put together a 1.5-hour seminar titled, "Cancer in the Fire Service — A Growing Epidemic."

This program has been taken through Oneida, Herkimer, and Onondaga counties, educating nearly 300 firefighters about the dangers we face in the world of faster, hotter and more poisonous fires. Our foundation offers this program free.

For about five years, New York state lawmakers have discussed a cancer impairment bill. Our foundation will stand with the state's fire service in working to see this bill passed for the volunteer fire service.

On May 7, I returned to MSKCC for my two-month checkup and PET scan. The news the next day was just what I was waiting for: "You have a clear scan from head to toe."

Ounce of prevention 

What came from all of this? Through my research using statistics from NIOSH and the Firefighter Cancer Support Network, I learned the dangers that firefighting can have on our lives if we don't heed these important messages.

From diesel exhaust in our fire stations to the plastics and carbons burning in furniture today, the risks are everywhere. Adhere to these points.

• Wear a mask and SCBA throughout all firefighting and overhaul.

• Use air-monitoring devices prior to overhaul and investigations.

• Early screenings are a must for all firefighters.

• Annual screenings with the annual physicals should be without cost to firefighters.

• Complacency should not be found anywhere in the fire service.

The NIOSH report states: "Cancers of the respiratory, digestive, and urinary systems accounted mostly for the higher rates of cancer seen in the study population. The higher rates suggest that firefighters are more likely to develop those cancers."

Avenues are available for all of us to use. The Assistance to Firefighters Grant program allows applicants to apply for diesel-exhaust systems in their fire stations. Apparatus bays are dangerous areas for firefighters.

As apparatus start up, diesel exhaust carbons land on gear placed in our gear lockers. These microscopic particles are transferred to our skin through absorption, thus leading to one area of the firefighter where cancer-causing particles can enter the body.

We were always taught that it's not fun fighting a fire that could have been prevented. Fighting for your life, battling cancer is not fun at all. Take the initiative — get screened today. Encourage your elected officials to place diesel-exhaust systems in your stations and stay vigilant to changing conditions attacking the fires of today.

I had my six-month checkup in December and will continue to return to MSKCC for future checkups in hopes of remaining cancer free. Together we can fight and win at fighting fires and beating cancer.

About the author

Brian McQueen is a 38-year member of the Whitesboro VFD. He served as their Past Chief and currently serves as their President. He is a Director of the Firemen's Association of the State of New York, NVFC Alternate from New York, Deputy Fire Coordinator for Oneida County in charge of Training, retired school administrator, and current Board Member for Whitesboro Central School District. He and his wife Sarah have one son, Ryan, and daughter-in-law, Erin.

What can be more beautiful than poems? Maybe only sincere smile? Well smile comes without our force but poems and literature world is waiting for us. Some beautiful poems to make you day. Hope that you will enjoy that.

Song: How sweet I roam'd from field to field

BY WILLIAM BLAKE

How sweet I roam'd from field to field,

         And tasted all the summer's pride,

'Till I the prince of love beheld,

         Who in the sunny beams did glide!

He shew'd me lilies for my hair,

         And blushing roses for my brow;

He led me through his gardens fair,

         Where all his golden pleasures grow.

With sweet May dews my wings were wet,

         And Phoebus fir'd my vocal rage;

He caught me in his silken net,

         And shut me in his golden cage.

He loves to sit and hear me sing,

         Then, laughing, sports and plays with me;

Then stretches out my golden wing,

         And mocks my loss of liberty.

Self Pity

D.E. Lawrence 

I never saw a wild thing
sorry for itself.
A small bird will drop frozen dead from a bough
without ever having felt sorry for itself.

Do you know what? I remember what my mom said once: " You don't have to be hero, just be human, Cause humans kill humans. They all are human, but only few will have world better". I know that this is totally true. You don't have to be hero, but you have to be a good person. Here is hero of our days, of our generation and of this moment. MALALA. "I am Malala"-she said once, and changed that world forever. For more informations click here. 

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