Some people believe that we go on living in another body after death, that we lived before. They call it reincarnation. That we all lived before on the earth thousands of years ago or on some other planet. They say we have forgotten it. Some say they remember their past lives.

I have left my book, I have left my room, For I heard you singing Through the gloom.

Nations have their ego, just like individuals.

A man's errors are his portals of discovery.

if it is thus, I ask emphatically whence comes this thusness.

Your battles inspired me - not the obvious material battles but those that were fought and won behind your forehead.

Life is too short to read a bad book.