Dreams Can Be Of Value Even If

You Think You Know Everything About A Person, But The Truth Often Comes As A Surprise.

Many Words Will Be Written On The Wind And The Sand, Or End Up In Some Obscure Digital Vault. But The Storytelling Will Go On Until The Last Human Being Stops Listening. Then We Can Send The Great Chronicle Of Humanity Out Into The Endless Universe.

Go To Mozambique! As Long As You Don't Expect To Find Flawless Infrastructure, Just Go. Because This Is A Country Where People Have Not Quite Grown Accustomed To Tourists. You Still Feel A Genuineness That No Longer Exists In Countries Where Tourism Has Been Industrially Developed.

Each Person Searches For The Most Beautiful Jump Which Will Be The Final Before Leaving This World.

Poverty Always Looks The Same, No Matter Where You Come Across It. The Rich Can Always Express Their Opulence By Varying Their Lives. Different Houses, Clothes, Cars. Or Thoughts, Dreams. But For The Poor There Is Nothing But Compulsory Grayness, The Only Form Of Expression Available To Poverty.