Illness isn't the only thing that spoils the appetite.
We sit in the mud... and reach for the stars.
All human beings hang by a thread, an abyss may open under their feet at any moment, and yet they have to go and invent all sortsof difficulties for themselves and spoil their lives.
Even nightingales canโt be fed on fairy tales.
The word tomorrow was invented for indecisive people and for children.
Whatever man prays for, he prays for a miracle. Every prayer reduces itself.