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.

And as long as you are in any way ashamed before yourself, you do not yet belong with us.

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

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.

Love of one is a piece of barbarism: for it is practised at the expense of all others. Love of God likewise.

The real world is much smaller than the imaginary