Infinity is the end. End without infinity is but a new beginning.

In an endless silence even screams sound silent.

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

My mathematics is simple: one plus one = one.

Trying too hard to be too good, even when trying to be bad, is too good for the bad, too bad for the good.

A breeze, a forgotten summer, a smile, all can fit into a storefront window.

Creating means living.