Humans always love and hate each other for a reason; beauty or talent, hard working or wealth. If you want to be loved give them a reason.

No matter how far luck is running away from you , rational decisions, Hard working, and sacrifices always brings it back to you, even if it is impossible

I do not worry about the beauty of the world, neither do I care, but it is all dark and dirty when you are not around.

Forget the beauty, comfort, love and enjoyment. You must to be enough tough on yourself to be strong on others.

If only one person can do it, you cannot do it, if two people can do it, you can do it too.

Idealists are either blind or clowns; because they think it is possible to have a beautiful world with asshole creatures like humans.