It is inhuman to bless where one is cursed.
Without music, life would be a mistake... I would only believe in a God who knew how to dance.
All modern philosophizing is political, policed by governments, churches, academics, custom, fashion, and human cowardice, all off which limit it to a fake learnedness.
Success has always been a great liar.
Blessed are the sleepy ones: for they shall soon drop off.
There is always a certain noise in applause: even in the applause we give ourselves.