There is no such thing as destiny. We ourselves shape our lives.
Creativity is contagious. Pass it on.
The more brilliant the lightning, the quicker it disappears.
Truth conquers slowly. There is a wondrous vitality in Error.
The greatest of follies is to sacrifice health for any other kind of happiness.
Silence is the language of the oppressed, until it becomes a scream.
There is no such thing as destiny. We ourselves shape our lives.
Creativity is contagious. Pass it on.
The more brilliant the lightning, the quicker it disappears.
Truth conquers slowly. There is a wondrous vitality in Error.
The greatest of follies is to sacrifice health for any other kind of happiness.
Silence is the language of the oppressed, until it becomes a scream.