Everyone has his own stars, a star of honesty, a star of conscious, and a star for love. These stars like the rose once it becomes pale and die it will never come back again to its brightness and its attraction.

Compromise is always made; no one can keep promises forever, and no one can keep on his idealistic. Everyone must be the good child, the good husband and the good father. No one can take everything to the last except the age, and the age isn’t measured by years or months, but it is measured by the good that you make or the worst. But never lose HOPE.    

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