It is easy to hate and it is difficult to love. This is how the whole scheme of things works. All good things are difficult to achieve; and bad things are very easy to get.

Love teaches a good person to do bad and a bad person to do good.

To study and constantly, is this not a pleasure? To have friends come from far away places, is this not a joy? If people do not recognize your worth, but this does not worry you, are you not a true gentleman?

Some good shit happens fast (a bestselling book), and some good shit happens slow (love).

In Serbia a lot of people hate me because they want to westernize, not understanding that the western world is bipolar, with very good things and very bad things.

It is not easy to do something good, but it is extremely difficult to do something bad.