Reading furnishes the mind only with materials of so-called knowledge;
It is thinking that makes what we read ours.
We live not through a serial of days passing away,
we strugle not against the physical world outside,
we dream not stimulated by a certain passion from glory,
" We came naked , naked will we go"!
What really matter is that once we live,
what life really means isn't measured by specific possession,
Earthlings we are, keep that in mind and be humble as we can,
thus, life path would be marked milestones of living!
