What Good Is Money To You If

Each Morning Brings A Hidden Blessing; A Blessing Which Is Unique To That Day, And Which Cannot Be Kept Or Re-used. If We Do Not Use This Miracle Today, It Will Be Lost.

As I Don't Know About Tomorrow, I Never Save The Best For Later.

Whenever Someone Dies, A Part Of The Universe Dies Too. Everything A Person Felt, Experience And Saw Dies With Them, Like Tears In The Rain.

The Soul Of The World Is Nourished By People's Happiness.

What They Forget Is That, From Ancient Greece On, The People Who Returned From Battle Were Either Dead On Their Shields Or Stronger, Despite And Because Of Their Scars.