To Imagine Is Everything, To Know Is

Nothing Spoils A Confession Like Repentance.

I Thank Fate For Having Made Me Born Poor. Poverty Taught Me The True Value Of The Gifts Useful To Life.

Silence Is The Wit Of Fools.

Man Is A Rational Animal. He Can Think Up A Reason For Anything He Wants To Believe.

The Future Is A Convenient Place For Dreams.