The real 19th century prophet was Dostoevsky, not Karl Marx.

Don't walk behind me; I may not lead. Don't walk in front of me; I may not follow. Just walk beside me and be my friend.

Life is meaningless, but worth living, provided you recognize it's meaningless.

Whoever gives nothing, has nothing. The greatest misfortune is not to be unloved, but not to love.

Life is a sum of all your choices". So, what are you doing today?

The Four Conditions of Happiness: Life in the open air, Love for another being,Freedom from ambition,Creation

You will never live if you are looking for the meaning of life.

Should I kill myself, or have a cup of coffee?

I know of only one duty, and that is to love.

You cannot create experience. You must undergo it.

It is the job of thinking people not to be on the side of the executioners.

Acquaint yourself with your own ignorance.

Everything bleeds into everything and fiction is just this funny desperate little attempt to staunch the bleeding.

Another Christmas PoemBlood Christmas, here again.Let us raise a loving cup:Peace on earth, goodwill to men, And make them do the washing-up.

There is nothing which deceives us as much as our own judgement.

Fashion has a reason to be, because in fashion you can find new kinds of expression about human beings. It's my way to communicate.

My weight is not enough and strength is not enough either, so I have to take the fight by mastery.

For the years, he felt, had not quenched his soul, or hers.

If every man could act as he chose, the whole of history would be a tissue of disconnected accidents.

Long live the rose that grew from the concrete when no one else ever cared!

Let valour end my life!