"Man wishes2fly like a bird,sing like cuckoo,dance like a peacock,swim like a fish,But Man dosnt wish2live like a man"

Where love rules, there is no will to power; and wherepower predominates, there love is lacking. The one is the shadow of theother.

Peoplespend a lifetime searching for happiness; looking for peace. They chase idledreams, addictions, religions, even other people, hoping to fill theemptiness that plagues them. The irony is the only place they ever needed tosearch was within.

Melancholy is the joy of being said.

A taste for truth at any cost is a passion which spares nothing:

One hallmark of freedom is the sound of laughter.

Now-a-days women don't hire domestic help-they marry it.

Distancedoesn't matter. It is only the first step that is difficult.

Have adialogue between the two opposing parts and you will find that they alwaysstart out fighting each other until we come to an appreciation of difference... a oneness and integration of the two opposingforces. Then the civil war is finished, and your e

Onemight as well try to ride two horses moving in different directions, as totry to maintain in equal force two opposing or contradictory sets of desires.

Conflictis the gadfly of thought. It stirs us to observation and memory. Itinstigates to invention. It shocks us out of sheeplikepassivity, and sets us at noting and contriving.

A room without books is a body without soul