We are just statistics, born to consume resources.
Mingle a little folly with your wisdom; a little nonsense now and then is pleasant. [Lat., Misce stultitiam consiliis brevem: Dulce est desipere in loco.
Believe it, future generations.
Once sent out, a word takes wings beyond recall.
Not to hope for things to last forever, is what the year teaches and even the hour which snatches a nice day away.
You may drive out nature with a pitchfork, yet she'll be constantly running back.