No One Is Ever Satisfied

An Administration, Like A Machine, Does Not Create. It Carries On.

In Order To Cure A Feeling Of Malaise, You Have To Throw Light On It.

If You Want To Build A Ship, Don't Drum Up People To Collect Wood And Don't Assign Them Tasks And Work, But Rather Teach Them To Long For The Endless Immensity Of The Sea.

Perfection Is Finally Attained Not When There Is No Longer Anything To Add, But When There Is No Longer Anything To Take Away, When A Body Has Been Stripped Down To Its Nakedness.

You Are Beautiful, But You Are Empty,” He Went On. “one Could Not Die For You. To Be Sure, An Ordinary Passerby Would Think That My Rose Looked Just Like You--the Rose That Belongs To Me.