Death Is Beautiful. It Alone

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

When You Are Forty, Half Of You Belongs To The Past... And When You Are Seventy, Nearly All Of You.

Every Man Thinks God Is On His Side. The Rich And Powerful Know He Is.

It Takes A Certain Courage And A Certain Greatness Even To Be Truly Base.

Each Of Us Has A Day .. When He Has To Accept, Finally, The Fact That He Is A Man.