Life without love is like a tree without blossoms or fruit.
A minute moving among the patterns of beauty and the dreams of love is greater and more precious than an age filled with splendor granted by the weak to the strong.
Humanity is a river of light running from the ex-eternity to eternity.
History does not repeat itself except in the minds of those who do not know history.
Life is not only merriment,It is desire and determination.
A sense of humour is a sense of proportion.