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Sometimes Laziness has its own Reward
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Sometimes Laziness has its own Reward
Children can understand the importance of listening to others when they see how one proud insect learns her lesson in a most of unfortunate way.
They said on the authority of Mujahid Abdel Moneim Mujahid: “Anis Mansour: Who is the best poet in Egypt?” Nizar Qabbani: a poet named Mujahid Abdel Moneim Mujahid in 1958
Existence led to alienation .. and man drowned in things .. he gasped after partial beings, and he forgot about existence.
This book is a cry of protest against those who rejoice at the death of ideas and doctrines and declare in a foolish trance that existentialism is dead
Sometimes Laziness has its own Reward
Realism diminishes reality, weakens it, and falsifies it. It does not take into account our main facts and our basic concerns such as love, death, and astonishment, it introduces the human being into an imperfect and alienated perspective, and ignores that reality exists in our dreams in our imagination.
The subject of fiction has received clear interest from many philosophers, both idealists and empiricists. We will depart from the subject of our studies if we try to follow the opinions of modern philosophers in this regard
In this book Dr. Paul Tournier nor gives a narrative account of clinical case histories the show the root cause of anxiety. These anxieties lie in misunderstanding of the true nature of our strengths and weaknesses. The book is not written simply for those who struggle with anxieties or weaknesses but also for those who have strengths. By offering confirmation in a dog eat dog world filled with..
The Meaning of Persons, is a book classified as a book of Psychology of the personality. The author, doctor Paul Tourier, was a prolific writer, and the "Father" of some new paradigms in the medical field. Paul Tournier is a giant of medicine, psychology and the Christian faith.
This book is the fruit of a love for Sartre that lasted more than twelve years, during which this French thinker lived within my breath; he was my sustenance and drink.