A memory is made up of pieces of information taken in and processed by the brain in a way that is unique to each individual.

She walkedthrough her lifeheavyfrom themighty wingsupon her back.

Music expresses those thoughts and words, which have no form but have longing for love.

Giving and receiving are the same process. You are the conduit playing your role.

All aboard for one last trip.

You know, the whole philosophy of ad hoc combinations has its strengths and its weaknesses.

Our life is nothing, it is true, but our life is divine. A breath of nature annihilates us, but we surpass nature in penetrating far beyond her vast phantasmagoria to the changeless and the eternal.

I think the first thing to do is to be aware that you can choose what you're thinking about and that your life is going down the path that you're thinking.

Passive fatalism can never be the role of a revolutionary party, like the Social Democracy.

Working hard is not always fun - that's why it is called work.

Youth passes like a dream.