When it’s all said and done, I hope to die with a smile on my face.
To be happy, count your blessings and discount the lessings.
Poor is the man whom is not content with what he has.
Form must have a content, and that content must be linked with nature.
Therapy to life: Eat with the wise, and drink with the fools!
If life is becoming a race, could it be time to slow down?”el
Be content with your lot; once cannot be first in everything.
Don’t be among those who give up early and regret later.
Forms disappear, words remain, to signify the impossible.