“Everything has beauty, but not everyone sees it.”

In a mad world, only the mad are sane.

One thing is certain, and the rest is lies; the flower that once has bloomed forever dies.

The line separating good and evil passes not through states, nor between classes, nor between political parties either — but right through every human heart.

In the midst of chaos, there is also opportunity.

The truth is rarely pure and never simple.

Men are like the stars; some generate their own light while others reflect the brilliance they receive.

I hear and I forget. I see and I remember. I do and I understand.

Don't raise your voice, improve your argument.