I Am Very Fond Of Sunsets. Come,

If It Is True That Wars Are Won By Believers, It Is Also True That Peace Treaties Are Sometimes Signed By Businessmen.

I Know But One Freedom And That Is The Freedom Of The Mind.

If I Had Fifty-three Minutes To Spend As I Liked, I Should Walk At My Leisure Toward A Spring Of Fresh Water.

Navigating By The Compass In A Sea Of Clouds Over Spain Is All Very Well, It Is Very Dashing, But - You Want To Remember That Below The Sea Of Clouds Lies Eternity.

Of Course I’ll Hurt You. Of Course You’ll Hurt Me. Of Course We Will Hurt Each Other. But This Is The Very Condition Of Existence. To Become Spring, Means Accepting The Risk Of Winter. To Become Presence, Means Accepting The Risk Of Absence.