As The Old Proverb Says: "well-fed Horses

The Meaning Of Earthly Existence Lies Not, As We Have Grown Used To Thinking, In Prospering, But In The Development Of The Soul...

If You Live In A Graveyard, You Can't Weep For Everyone.

The Fewer Limitations The Artist Imposes On His Work, The Less Chance He Has For Artistic Success.

As The Fathers Live, So The Children Play.

The Line Dividing Good And Evil Cuts Through The Heart Of Every Human Being. And Who Is Willing To Destroy A Piece Of His Own Heart?