Once I listened to the fool, But the fool speaketh naught to me. I listened to the sage, But the sage speaketh nought to me. Then I listened to myself, And there I found my clarity whole and whole. Who am I? I am the man that is neither the fool nor the sage. Neither naught nor whole, I am myself.
I have air in my lungs, a hand to write, and a brain to think. I am the most complete individual.
Life's naught but a rusted propeller in grave need of lubrication. Apply all you have to grease it wholly and your speed will go at full acceleration.
A man is happy not because he wants to be happy but because he knows how to be happy.
The tales of a dogged man are tales of great uneasiness and dissatisfaction.
In all endeavours, Give it all; knowing you only have a chance to do so; Expect nothing in return; knowing it's the crux of your fulfilment.
If only I knew guilt, I'd know how it feels to be miserable. If only I knew guilt, I'd know how it feels to choke with apologies. If only I knew guilt, I'd know how it feels to be fettered in disquietude.