You only grow by coming to the end of something and by beginning something else.

Everything I touch seems destined to turn into something mean and farcical.

Experience teaches only the teachable.

All that happens means something; nothing you do is ever insignificant.

After all$$$ no one is stupid enough to prefer war to peace; in peace sons bury their fathers and in war fathers bury their sons.

In the view of infinity$$$ any defined long-term is short-term.

Man's character is his fate.

I can't stand it to think my life is going so fast and I'm not really living it.

The most painful thing is losing yourself in the process of loving someone too much$$$ and forgetting that you are special too.

When one teaches$$$ two learn.