Who Fights May Lose, But Who Does

Righteous People Have No Sense Of Humor.

When Crimes Begin To Pile Up They Become Invisible. When Sufferings Become Unendurable The Cries Are No Longer Heard. The Cries, Too, Fall Like Rain In Summer.

Love Is Also Like A Coconut Which Is Good While It Is Fresh, But You Have To Spit It Out When The Juice Is Gone, What's Left Tastes Bitter.

The Righteous One Has No Sense Of Humor.

If You Wan To Steal Money, Don't Rob A Bank - Open One.