There Are Only Two Lasting

Just Begin And The Mind Grows Heated; Continue, And The Task Will Be Completed!

I Wait For The Morning Of My Tears

He Who Would Reproach An Author For Obscurity Should Look Into His Own Mind To See Whether It Is Quite Clear There. In The Dusk The Plainest Writing Is Illegible.

Who Can Think Wise Or Stupid Things At All That Were Not Thought Already In The Past.

When I Make A Mistake Everyone Can See It, But Not When I Lie.