Some people complain there are too many people on earth, Some people complain about secret societies, Some people accuse others of not being able to wake up early. Almost all people complain about something.

When all is lost, there is still a memory.

For a moment at least, be a smile on someone else's face.

Into the day as by dream I swim to the music of nourished meaning.

If you are only what you are, You at least have a chance Not to outsmart, But be on a par with yourself And that is worth trying.

I travel, always arriving in the same place.

Omnipotence and omniscience are the end of power and knowledge.