Mark Twain Was Famous Before That Meant Everyone Knew Your Face
When Mark Twain (whose birth name was Samuel Clemens) was lecturing around the country, he once found himself in a small Pennsylvania town and went to the local barbershop to freshen up before the evening appearance.
”You are a stranger in town, sir?” asked the barber.
”Yes, I’m a stranger here,” was the reply.
”We’re having a good lecture tonight, sir,” said the barber, “a ‘Mark Twain’ lecture. Are you going to it?”
”Yes, I think I will,” said Samuel Clemens.
”Have you got your ticket yet?” the barber asked.
”No, not yet,” said the other.
”Then, sir, you’ll have to stand.”
”Dear me!” Mr. Clemens complained. “It seems as if I always have to stand when that fellow Twain talks.”
South Africa has its first ever book hotel which houses over 20,000 books: the Bethulie’s Royal Hotel.
“Look, while you’re staying here, you can read any book you like…But I generally don’t encourage guests to walk off with the décor. However, if you simply must take the book home with you, then just make me an offer…” -Anthony Hocking, owner of Bethulie’s Royal Hotel
What are the chances you’d ever meet someone like that? ..Someone you could love forever, someone who would forever love you back? And what did you do when that person was born half a world away? The math seemed impossible.
Many people have come and left, and it has been always good because they emptied some space for better people. It is a strange experience, that those who have left me have always left places for a better quality of people.
You must live in the present, launch yourself on every wave, find your eternity in each moment. Fools stand on their island of opportunities and look toward another land. There is no other land; there is no other life but this.
Love is never wrong, but love isn’t always correct. Sometimes it exists to teach us what is best, and sometimes it teaches us what we’re better off without.
Falling in love with someone we can’t have, or falling for someone who’s already got love on their brain… it’s not wrong to love. It is never wrong to feel too much, for love is the only thing that can save us, and we cannot control it. It is so powerful there is nothing malicious that can change its course.
But love can also be a choice. It can be a choice of choosing yourself or choosing someone who will make you feel less than yourself. Choose to love your own skin more than choosing a acidic love that won’t help you grow.