Her life was broken like a mirror and the shards kept cutting her fingers.
...I fell asleep and had a dream that a king was liquidated by a group of kind faces...
Dreams become regrets when left in the mind, never planted in the soil of action.
It is still cheating, even if nobody comes.
How I miss wandering around with old souls, Aimlessly moving from one place to anotherHow I miss all our dreams and our goalsAnd how we've lost ourselves to find each otherSeems like a playful game of...
The nights were mainly made for saying things you can't say tomorrow day.
Learning is an ornament in prosperity, a refuge in adversity, and a provision in old age.
They'll say you are bador perhaps you are mador at least you should stay undercover.Your mind must be bareif you would dareto think you can love more than one lover.
Any foolish boy can stamp on a beetle, but all the professors in the world cannot make a beetle.
Education is the best provision for old age.
You may delay, but time will not.