Interpretation is a thinker's privilege.

The thought is stronger that the sky above when the man hopes, and weaker than the butterfly's wing flap when he has lost its way and cries like a helpless beast or says nothing at all...

More brainpower means more chaos to contain.

The one who woke up thinking he lives for nothing, has lost a night in vain.

Life provides me both the right and the responsibility of continuously adapting my way of thinking.

The power of thought able to search the Universe for truth is a fragile equilibrium between secretions of a few vital glands.