Does the clown ever cry ? Yes, he does. Alone, but.

We must live with dignity when we exist.

Everyone will be old. We must grow old gracefully whoever we are.

A trivial generosity of a stranger, perhaps it will let you thank forever.

Gratitude is the one who stands by your side silently when you cry than a thousand words of comfort he says.

Life is like a crystal ball of fortune. When it falls into pieces, the people try to grab it. Someone grabs it more, someone grabs it less, someone grabs it none. And how much have you grabbed yet ?