Man Is A Pupil, Pain Is His

Romanticism Is The Abuse Of Adjectives

I Don't Know Where My Road Is Going, But I Know That I Walk Better When I Hold Your Hand.

Christianity Ruined Emperors, But Saved Peoples.

The Glass I Drink From Is Not Large, But At Least It Is My Own.

A Happy Memory Is Perhaps On This Earth Truer Than Happiness Itself.