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“دع إنساناً يغير اتجاه أفكاره، وسوف تتملكه الدهشة لسرعة التحوّل الذي يحدثه هذا التغير في جوانب حياته المتعددة. إن القدرة الإلهية التي تكيف مصايرنا مودعة في أنفسنا، بل هي أنفسنا ذاتها!! وكل ما يصنعه المرء هو نتيجة مباشرة لما يدور في فكره، فكما أن المرء ينهض على قدميه وينشط وينتج بدافع من أفكاره كذلك يمرض ويشقى بدافع من أفكاره أيضأ.”

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James Allen

James Allen, born on November 28, 1864, was a renowned writer from the United Kingdom. His works spanned across various fields such as philosophy, religion, and self-help, and were highly appreciated by readers. more

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