Good Lord, how can the rich bear to die?
Overdraw me, Lord, and who cares if I break.
By believing passionately in that which doesn't exist, you create it and that which has not been sufficiently desired is what we call the non existent.
You have your brush, you have your colors, you paint the paradise, then in you go.
Since we cannot change reality, let us change the eyes which see reality.
I was happy, I knew that. While experiencing happiness, we have difficulty in being conscious of it. Only when the happiness is past and we look back on it do we suddenly realize - sometimes with astonishment - how happy we had been.