Unhappiness doesn't grow on the chest like leprosy. Poverty won't fall off the roof like a loose tile, no; poverty and unhappiness are man's doing.

Love is also like a coconut which is good while it is fresh, but you have to spit it out when the juice is gone, what's left tastes bitter.

One can describe the world of today to the people of today only if one describes it as capable of alteration.

Pleasures First look from morning's window The rediscovered book Fascinated faces Snow, the change of the seasons The newspaper The dog Dialectics Showering, swimming Old music Comfortable shoes Comprehension New music Writing, planting Traveling Singing Being friendly

Hungry man, reach for the book: it is a weapon.

Even hatred of vileness Distorts a mans features.

The defeats and victories of the fellows at the top aren't always defeats and victories for the fellows at the bottom.