None Of Us Can Know What Tomorrow

Any Man Who, Having Planted A Vineyard, Has Not Yet Reaped The Benefits Should Do So At Once, So That He Does Not Die In The Struggle And Leave It For Another To Enjoy.

Then She Opened Her Eyes, Veronika Did Not Think 'this Must Be Heaven'. Heaven Would Never Use A Fluorescent Tube To Light A Room, And The Pain - Which Started A Fraction Of A Second Later - Was Typical Of The Earth. Ah, That Earth Pain - Unique, Unmistakable.

Our Body Remains Alive, Yet Sooner Or Later Our Soul Will Receive A Mortal Blow. The Perfect Crime--for We Don't Know Who Murdered Our Joy, What Their Motives Were, Or Where The Guilty Parties Are To Be Found.

Stop Being Yourself And Become Who U Always Wanted To Be

When You Really Want Something To Happen, The Whole Universe Conspires So That Your Wish Comes True.