Truth is the lie you once told returning to haunt you

The creation of a thousand forests is in one acorn

A system should be viable, it should let your dream to be developed and born

While we are alive we should sit among colored lights and taste good wines, and discuss our adventures in far places; when we are dead, the opportunity is past.

All the great things of life are swiftly done, Creation, death, and love the double gate. However much we dawdle in the sun We have to hurry at the touch of Fate.

To change the world is not your mission. To change yourself is not your duty. To awaken to your true nature is your opportunity.

The odious and disgusting aristocracy of wealth is built upon the ruins of all that is good in chivalry or republicanism; and luxury is the forerunner of a barbarism scarcely capable of cure.

The maid screamed. The Queen gasped. Sophie waved.

If I had a Boy Scout I could make a fire by rubbing his hind legs together.

You know, party every day until 6 a.m. and then sleep during the day.

I want to try the impossible to show that it can be done.