I imagined I was God for a millisecond And became speechless for a long time.
Love is almost never simple.
You not only are hunted by others, you unknowingly hunt yourself.
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.
Either all lights are turned off or one inner light is missing.
From one bell all the bells toll.