Because, To Despise Money, One Must Have

There Is Mercy For Everyone, Except Those Who Are Bored With Life.

The Richness Of Life Lies In Memories We Have Forgotten.

We Never Remember Days, Only Moments.

A Corpse Is What's Left After Waking Too Often.

The Man Who Cannot Live With Charity, Sharing Other Men's Pain, Is Punished By Feeling His Own With Intolerable Anguish.