What did Gift Gugu Mona mean by: One day, you will breathe for the last time. Now that you still have time, use it right. - Gift Gugu Mona Author · South Africa Copy
+ Time flies, and what will yield good results is to move just like it does—forward! Feraz Zeid, September 19, 2023December 29, 2023, Gift Gugu Mona, Time, Yield, 0 - Gift Gugu Mona Author · South Africa
+ Forgiveness is the refusal to be controlled by the offence, but by the Spirit of God. Feraz Zeid, March 7, 2023January 10, 2024, Gift Gugu Mona, Forgiveness, Offence, Spirit, 0 - Gift Gugu Mona Author · South Africa
+ Life is fair. What makes it unfair are human beings who subject others to unfair treatment. Feraz Zeid, December 10, 2022January 10, 2024, Gift Gugu Mona, Human, Treatment, Unfair, 0 - Gift Gugu Mona Author · South Africa
+ Be brave and forgive people while they are alive; do not take hatred to the grave. Feraz Zeid, June 3, 2023December 29, 2023, Gift Gugu Mona, Death, Love, 0 - Gift Gugu Mona Author · South Africa
+ Put the enemy under your feet. Forgive! Feraz Zeid, January 21, 2023January 10, 2024, Gift Gugu Mona, Anger, Enemy, Forgiveness, 0 - Gift Gugu Mona Author · South Africa
+ Life is very fragile. Surround yourself with those who exude genuine love! Feraz Zeid, July 1, 2023December 29, 2023, Gift Gugu Mona, Fragile, Love, 0 - Gift Gugu Mona Author · South Africa
+ The noble thing about life is that, in different ways, it treats everyone the same. Feraz Zeid, June 2, 2023December 29, 2023, Gift Gugu Mona, Death, Equality, 0 - Gift Gugu Mona Author · South Africa
+ When pain is inflicted on you, do not dwell in the self-inflicted misery of unforgiveness. Forgive! Feraz Zeid, January 12, 2023January 10, 2024, Gift Gugu Mona, Forgiveness, Misery, Pain, 0 - Gift Gugu Mona Author · South Africa
Since the day of my birth, my death began its walk. It is walking toward me, without hurrying. - Jean Cocteau Artist · France
When a work appears to be ahead of its time, it is only the time that is behind the work. - Jean Cocteau Artist · France
After the writer’s death, reading his journal is like receiving a long letter. - Jean Cocteau Artist · France
Children have neither past nor future;they enjoy the present, which very few of us do. - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
Those who make the worst use of their time are the first to complain of its shortness. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
Days, months, years fly away, and irrecoverably sink in the abyss of time. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
If some persons died, and others did not die, death would be a terrible affliction. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
Every hour in itself, as it respects us in particular, is the only one we can call our own. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
