To travel is to live.
I only appear to be dead.
Being born in a duck yard does not matter, if only you are hatched from a swan's egg.
It is the power of thought that gives man power over nature.
Then he rustled his feathers, curved his slender neck, and cried joyfully, from the depths of his heart, 'I never dreamed of such happiness as this, while I was an ugly duckling.
Where words fail, music speaks.