Practice makes perfect. After a long time of practicing, our work will become natural, skillfull, swift, and steady.

I have come to understand that life is best to be lived and not to be conceptualized. I am happy because I am growing daily and I am honestly not knowing where the limit lies.

Learning is never cumulative, it is a movement of knowing which has no beginning and no end.

One great cause of failure is lack of concentration.

To hell with circumstances; I create opportunities.

Like the cobra, you remain coiled in a loose but compact position and your strike should be felt before it is seen.

What comes after victory? Why do people value victory so much? What is 'glory'? What kind of victory is 'glorious'?