Even great men bow before the Sun; it melts hubris into humility.
Don’t pay attention to those who offer too much.
Everybody talks, but there is no conversation.
Everything that looks too perfect is too perfect to be perfect.
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.
No reason for a feverish rush For we will all arrive in the same place At the right time. Justice will be served. There will be no better or worse, No big and small, no rewards, no punishment, No guilt, no judges, no hierarchies; Only silent equality.