I've Reached The Point Where Tedium Is

If Life Has Given Us No More Than A Prison Cell, Let's At Least Decorate It As Best We Can-with The Shadows Of Our Dreams, Their Colourful Patterns Engraving Our Oblivion On The Static Surface Of The Walls.

Life Is Full Of Paradoxes, As Roses Are Of Thorns.

Strength Without Agility Is A Mere Mass.

I Feel As If I'm Always On The Verge Of Waking Up.

Given That We Cannot Know All The Elements In A Problem, We Never Can Solve It.