Talent Is Like A Faucet, While It

When You Are Forty, Half Of You Belongs To The Past... And When You Are Seventy, Nearly All Of You.

Tragedy Is Clean, It Is Restful, It Is Flawless.

What You Get Free Costs Too Much.

However Tight I Shut My Eyes, There Will Always Be A Stray Dog Somewhere In The World Who'll Stop Me Being Happy.

An Ugly Sight, A Man Who Is Afraid.