If you buy stolen goods, you’re not a thief. But you’re like the tiger that is not a cat but belongs to the cat family. ~Nkwachukwu Ogbuagu

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Sex is neither art nor science. That’s why it’s not taught in school. And that’s why people find it difficult to talk about it. It is simply a gift God gave us with his left hand.
~Nkwachukwu Ogbuagu

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Respect is one thing both the rich and the poor must work real hard to possess, since it’s not bought but earned. ~Nkwachukwu Ogbuagu

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A good sense of humour blunts the sharp blades of reality.

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The slave master who gives his slave his freedom has not given him anything new. He has just given him back what he took from him. ~Nkwachukwu Ogbuagu

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The poor and the rich both worry. The poor, when he has nothing to eat. The rich, when he gets sick from what he has eaten. ~Nkwachukwu Ogbuagu

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Your footprints – you leave them on the sands of time. Your fingerprints – you leave them with the police. ~Nkwachukwu Ogbuagu

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Finding a good friend is a downright task. Keeping him is an uphill task. Losing him is a mournful task. ~Nkwachukwu Ogbuagu

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A good book and a smooth road are similar: you’d always love to pass through them over and over again. ~Nkwachukwu Ogbuagu

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Marriages fail because they are either taken too seriously or taken for granted. They should be taken rather like coffee – not too cold and not too hot. If too bitter, should be sweetened a little with sugar. If too dark, should be lightened a little with milk. ~Nkwachukwu Ogbuagu

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Which of these two fake friends do we manage — the one who rejoices silently when trouble comes to us or the one who refuses to rejoice with us when good things come to us? ~Nkwachukwu Ogbuagu

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Faith. Hope. Dream. These are energy boosters man needs as he desperately races through life. ~Nkwachukwu Ogbuagu

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Love you like the sun and moon. Constant and forever.

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Love is like water, always cool and refreshing.

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Mondays are like the first day in school — you have everything but confidence. ~Nkwachukwu Ogbuagu

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Behind every borrowed face lies a story too quiet to tell.

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When you’re just an option in someone’s life, they’ll overlook the value of your presence, no matter how rare your heart is. True worth is only seen by those who are ready to cherish it, not by those still weighing their options.
By: Innantia Magcanya

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Children off to college. We cannot hold on too long to anything of this world, even what is dearly heartfelt. Nothing was ever ours alone, to claim and keep.

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We preach kindness while closing the doors on those who ask for just a flicker of light.

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When I love, I no longer know if I burn with longing or simply relive the withdrawal of too long an absence.

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One special gift that is often overlooked is the spirit of perseverance. ~Nkwachukwu Ogbuagu

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Do not be angry with the dormant friends you have on Facebook and on social media who do not LIKE or comment on your statuses and pictures, and do not congratulate you on your birthday. See them just as the regular passengers you meet every morning on the train and bus on your way to work, and with whom you do not exchange greetings ? the only thing you share being just passengers on board the same train and bus. ~Nkwachukwu Ogbuagu

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Our problem in Nigeria is greed. We have everything. We are blessed beyond measure. But the only thing affecting us is greed. One man wants to eat the food of ten men. Greed. Prof Adejola Joseph.

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A good friend is like a balm applied or administered on a deep cuts. A bad friend is like filth besides a pot of soup (stench). Prof Adejola Joseph

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Storms are good winds that blow away the bad people around you. ~Nkwachukwu Ogbuagu

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Maintain focus to avoid distraction. Maintain focus to maintain direction. Where there is focus there is achievement and good success. Prof Adejola Joseph.

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Open the gate of school and close the gate of prison. Where there is education there is security and progress. Prof Adejola Joseph.

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To control your enemy deny him food and money.

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Childhood ends not with age, but with the last fruit picked without permission.

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Teaching is sacred work—watering wonder, pruning fear, and tending the spirit’s silent blooming.

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