They blossomed, they did not talk about blossoming.

I enjoy it when the world smiles; the more smiles, the warmer I am.

Statesmen are grocers, ambitious clowns.

I wanted to write the most beautiful poem but that is impossible; the world has written its own.

Death swallows death.

My mathematics is simple: one plus one = one.

For a game, you don’t need a teacher.