Creators of history always play with our impotence and our ignorance.
What does infinity mean to you? Are you not infinity and yourself?
Every scent is the sun's scent.
Long ago an uncalled rain fell and a called-upon God stayed equally distant.
When magic through nerves and reason passes, Imagination, force, and passion will thunder. The portrait of the world is changed.
He thought others were small; that was his greatness.