The greatest evil that one has to fight constantly, every minute of the day until one dies, is the worst part of oneself.

The greatest evil that one has to fight constantly, every minute of the day until one dies, is the worst part of oneself.

A still tongue makes a happy life.

I will not be pushed, filed, stamped, indexed, briefed, debriefed, or numbered !My life is my own.

Your village may be different from other people's villages but we are all prisoners.

We all live in a little Village.

Music makes a quiet mind.