Our lives consist of two numbers: date of birth and date of death.

It is a strange paradox: Humans drown in the water, fish drown in the land.

I finally did not understand if we are living to survive or we are living to die!

Paper is my best friend and paper seller is my worst friend!

As long as copyright is breached in Iran and international works are being freely published in magazines and newspapers, no one feels any need for Iranian works.

Erasers remind us there is no faultless human.

The death of our close friends and relatives proves that how close the death is to us!