Poverty Sits By The Cradle Of All

Sleep Is Good, Death Is Better; But Of Course, The Best Thing Would To Have Never Been Born At All.

I Do Not Murmur, Even If My Heart Break.

Every Age Has Its Problem, By Solving Which Humanity Is Helped Forward.

Twelve Dancings Are Dancing, And Taking No Rest, And Closely Their Hands Together Are Press'd; And Soon As A Dance Has Come To A Close, Another Begins, And Each Merrily Goes.

I Take Pride In Never Being Rude To Anyone On This Earth, Which Contains A Great Number Of Unbearable Villains Who Set Upon You To Recount Their Sufferings And Even Recite Their Poems.