It Was All A Matter Of Control.

Death Is Our Constant Companion, And It Is Death That Gives Each Person's Life Its True Meaning.

The Taste Of Things Recovered Is The Sweetest Honey We Will Ever Know.

Some People Appear To Be Happy, But They Simply Don't Give The Matter Much Thought. Others Make Plans: I'm Going To Have A Husband, A Home, Two Children, A House In The Country. As Long As They're Busy Doing That, They're Like Bulls Looking For The Bullfighter: They React Instinctively, They Blunder On, With No Idea Where The Target Is. They Get Their Car, Sometimes They Even Get A Ferrari, And They Think That's The Meaning Of Life, And They Never Question It. Yet Their Eyes Betray The Sadness That Even They Don't Know They Carry In Their Soul. Are You Happy?

The Warrior Remembers The Past.

Everybody Is A Political Person, Whether You Say Something Or You Are Silent. A Political Attitude Is Not Whether You Go To Parliament; It's How You Deal With Your Life, With Your Surroundings.