Blessed are the forgetful, for they get the better even of their blunders.

Blessed are the forgetful; for they get the better even of their blunders

Blessed are the forgetful: for they get the better even of their blunders.

Lightning and thunder require time, the light of the stars requires time, deeds require time even after they are done, before they can be seen and heard.

The man consummatig his life dies his death triumphantly,surrounded by men filled with hope and making solmn vows, thus one should learn to die.

Friedrich Nietzsche - thus spoke zarathustra.

Blessed are the sleepy ones: for they shall soon nod off.