Happiness springs from doing good and helping others.
Access to power must be confined to those who are not in love with it.
The Earth is like one of those balls made of twelve pieces of skin.
Knowledge is the rediscovering of our own insight.
People are like dirt. They can either nourish you and help you grow as a person or they can stunt your growth and make you wilt and die.
I know not how I may seem to others, but to myself I am but a small child wandering upon the vast shores of knowledge, every now and then finding a small bright pebble to content myself with