Look At The Sky. Ask Yourselves: Has

When One Wishes To Play The Wit, He Sometimes Wander A Little From The Truth.

Prison Is Not A Mere Physical Horror. It Is Using A Pickaxe To No Purpose That Makes A Prison.

A Man's Age Is Something Impressive, It Sums Up His Life: Maturity Reached Slowly And Against Many Obstacles, Illnesses Cured, Griefs And Despairs Overcome, And Unconscious Risks Taken; Maturity Formed Through So Many Desires, Hopes, Regrets, Forgotten Things, Loves. A Man's Age Represents A Fine Cargo Of Experience And Memories.

I Am Very Fond Of Sunsets. Come, Let Us Go Look At A Sunset.

The Meaning Of Things Lies Not In The Things Themselves, But In Our Attitude Towards Them In Particular Caused By What We Compare It To: Something Worse And We Feel Grateful For What We Have; Something Better And We Feel Somehow Let Down.