Memories mean more to me than dresses.
I want to write, but more than that, I want to bring out all kinds of things that lie buried deep in my heart.
No one ever became poor from giving.
An empty day, though clear and bright, Is just as dark as any night.
Human greatness does not lie in wealth or power, but in character and goodness. People are just people, and all people have faults and shortcomings, but all of us are born with a basic goodness.
I want friends, not admirers. People who respect me for my character and my deeds, not my flattering smile. The circle around me would be much smaller, but what does that matter, as long as they're sincere?