I Have A Trend Of My Own.

Busy Remaking The World, Man Forgot To Remake Himself.

I Want My Word To Be Up To The Scale Of The Feat Of Arms Performed By The Russian Soldier.

From Our Ugliness Will Grow The Soul Of The World.

What If We All Suddenly Get Carried Away Thinking - Who Will Be Left To Act?

Does The World Have Nothing Inside But Sorrow?