Spring blossoms are fairy tales, autumn leaves are tragic dramas.

The leaves of the trees are like the thoughts of the men: Some are bright, some dark; some fresh, some rotten; some healthy, some diseased.

What greater tragedy can there be than to lose hope forever and drift in the cold darkness of hopelessness?

Poverty must be eliminated or else the honour of humanity will vanish!

We don't like the storms because they challenge us! But for this very reason exactly, we must like them! Whoever challenges us gives us the opportunity to rise higher!

No flower wants to be at home when it is raining outside!

If we stand by the eagle, fish will die; if we stand by the fish, eagle will die! This dilemma has been created by the random evolutionary process. There is no goodness, there is no justice and there is no intelligence in here. We are living in a primitive and flawed order.