I die in sleep, and sleep is death and death is unknown, and unknown is God.

I imagine the whole universe moving into hell because of licking God's candy.

Don't act so callous to blank out good friends who failed on their way to success, just because something unusual hindered them, but you meandered out by a stroke of luck.

A sincere friend conceals all your deformities, deceives and convince others that you are extremely perfect, the insincere will tell the truth of destruction, leave you open for others to glare and laugh.

It doesn't really matter if you are left behind the back, but what matters is your capacity to pull and push everyone by your way to get to the front.

I die in sleep, and sleep is death and death is unknown, and unknown is God.

A person is wise if he listens to millions of advice and doesn't implement any of it.