I don't think of all the misery but of the beauty that still remains.

I don't think of all the misery but of the beauty that still remains.

The only way to truly know a person is to argue with them. For when they argue in full swing, then they reveal their true character.

Riches, power and fame last only for a few years! Why do people cling so desperately to these transitory things? Why can't people who have more than they need for themselves give that surplus to their fellow citizens? Why should some people have such a hard time during their few years on this earth?

I don't have much in the way of money or worldly possessions, I'm not beautiful, intelligent or clever, but I'm happy, and I intend to stay that way! I was born happy, I love people, I have a trusting nature, and I'd like everyone else to be happy too.

There's something happening everyday, but I'm too tired and lazy to write it all down.

It won't take long before I explode with pent-up rage.