Death Has To Be Waiting

There Will Always Be A Lost Dog Somewhere That Will Keep Me From Being Happy.

Our Entire Life, With Our Fine Moral Code And Our Precious Freedom, Consists Ultimately In Accepting Ourselves As We Are.

Tragedy Is Clean, It Is Restful, It Is Flawless.

Poor Little Men, Poor Little Cocks! As Soon As They're Old Enough, They Swell Their Plumage To Be Conquerors. If They Only Knew That It's Enough To Be Just A Little Bit Wounded And Sad In Order To Obtain Everything Without Fighting For It.

Men Create Real Miracles When They Use Their God-given Courage And Intelligence.