A grower of chrysanthemums awaited a visit from the emperor, who was coming to enjoy his blossoms, of which there were hundreds in bloom. The grower selected one magnificent specimen, then cut down all the others, leaving this one perfect flower. The emperor arrived and sat for several hours quietly gazing at this beautiful flower, letting its beauty have its way with him. Can you imagine being so caught up in appreciation of one flower that everything else fades into the background?
John TempletonBull-markets are born on pessimism, grow on skepticism, mature on optimism and die on euphoria.
John TempletonHate, like prayer, changes the person involved in the activity, not the person the activity is aimed at.
John Templeton