Those who claim to have had happy lives seem to be silly fools.

Obscurity can be a fire of ambition in those who have stalwart souls.

I have had four happy days in my life, and three of them turned out to be illusions.

It is a waste of money to help those who show no desire to help themselves.

If genetic memory or racial memory persists, is it possible that individual memory also exists from previous lives?

I'm one of those unlucky people who had a happy childhood.