Yesterday's Pain Is The Warrior Of The

When Every Day Seems The Same, It Is Because We Have Stopped Noticing The Good Things That Appear In Our Lives.

In A World Where Everyone Struggles To Survive Whatever The Cost, How Could One Judge Those People Who Decide To Die? No One Can Judge. Each Person Knows The Extent Of Their Own Suffering Or The Total Absence Of Meaning In Their Lives.

Elegance Is Not An Outer Quality, But A Part Of The Soul That Is Visible To Others.

Have Pity On Those Who Are Fearful Of Taking Up A Pen, Or A Paintbrush, Or An Instrument, Or A Tool Because They Are Afraid That Someone Has Already Done So Better Than They Could.

Everyone Seems To Have A Clear Idea Of How Other People Should Lead Their Lives, But None About His Or Her Own.