Nothing Is Lasting But Change; Nothing Perpetual

Getting Rid Of A Delusion Makes Us Wiser Than Getting Hold Of A Truth.

Because I Was Born A Slave, I Love Liberty More Than You.

Nothing Endures Except Change; Nothing Is Constant Except Death. Every Heartbeat Wounds Us, And Life Would Be An Eternal Bleeding To Death, Were It Not For Literature. It Grants Us What Nature Does Not: A Golden Time That Doesn't Rust, A Springtime That Never Wilts, Cloudless Happiness And Eternal Youth. [my Translation]

Nothing Is Lasting But Change; Nothing Perpetual But Death.

Losing An Illusion Makes You Wiser Than Finding A Truth.