721 Quotes by Rodolfo Martin Vitangcol

You may be well-known but you are nothing:“All you’re doing is taking and pleasuring!”You may be ordinary but something:“All you’re doing is planting and sharing!

Drivers and passengers caught unbelted,due to seat belt law, will be ticketed.Anyone caught with hard drugs, small or large,due to dangerous drugs law, will be charged.How caring, indeed, are most of the laws;but I still dream of this one law of laws:“When one is caught dying from poverty,the state be charged with incompetency.

Performing to friends, and you they exalt,it’s safe to take it with a grain of salt;but if it came from people you know not,you bet your life there is whole truth in that.

Who are beautiful and who are ugly?Does it lie in your skin, face, or body?Is it in your brain like being witty,or in your spirit like being holy?Like hammer, beauty is a tool of life:It means nothing unless used to shape life.The beautiful are those who renew life;the ugly are those who trample on life.

Three tests to a life that joyfully glows:“Can you sleep sans worry of tomorrow?Can you walk the streets without fear of foes?Can you move about sans physical woes?

All our lives, we are hard at looking forthe right formula for a life galore,When all along the answer just there lays,in the attitudes we use every day.

There are no excuses for beggary:“We’ve got legs to escape all misery,we’ve got hands to shape our destiny,we’ve got brains to solve all difficulty.”Or we can put it in another way:“Are we poor because we’re homeless?”—No way!“Till we have and can move legs, hands, and brain,we’re left with no excuses to complain!

Evil is but an ideology,it can’t be snuffed by killing the body.Yes, by killing, you lessen the holders,but then come new ones, meaner and bolder.It takes another ideologyto neutralize an ideology.If you hate darkness, stop cursing the night;if you hate darkness, just switch on the light.

Have you helped when you give cash to the poor?If with it they buy food, you’ve helped for sure;if with it they buy booze, I’m not so sure.They that tell if your alms—poison or cure!