“Put a very clever man next to a genius, his brightness will immediately turn to dullness!”

If you stop reading and learning, you will start repeating yourself; that’s why, old people always repeat the same things!

If you are afraid of the sunlight, you ain’t a good man!

Kings need the world, but the world does not need the kings! Let them disappear like the horrible ghosts of the nightmares!

Never hesitate to open new windows in your life!

Even if you enter the dirty water, stay neat like a white swan!

Silent moments are valuable! They give you a good opportunity to design new paths in your life!

Happy moments are the times to be stupid, not be genius!

You need new roads to discover new places!

Peaceful and kind one monk is more valuable than violent and rude ten thousand men!

The strange thing about the sunset is that we actually don’t want the sun to set, we want it to stay right on the horizon, not below it, not above it, just right on it!

If a quote changes your life in a good way, keep it in your mind and in your heart to give it to someone else too!

We respect revolutionaries, not because they always do the right things but because of their power to destroy and courage to rebuild.

Dogs are happy with few things because they have already observed man who is unhappy with many things!

Window washers increase the vision in the windows of the buildings; wisdom quotes do the same thing in the eyes of the people!

My best inorganic friend is science!

Clouds never get tired of giving rain to us; and you, you must never get tired of giving your love! Valentine’s Day is a day to remember to give more, to love more, it is a day to behave like a heavy rain!

Writing is to descend like a miner to the depths of the mine with a lamp on your forehead, a light whose dubious brightness falsifies everything, whose wick is in permanent danger of explosion, whose blinking illumination in the coal dust exhausts and corrodes your eyes.

The water rose further and dressed Simon’s coarse hair with brightness. The line of his cheek silvered and the turn of his shoulder became sculptured marble.

I see all this talent, all this…this energy and brightness and…potential. Yes. Potential. And I cannot for the life of me see how you can be content to live this tiny life.

What’s so great about brightness? My flashlight has it. It can’t help us rid ourselves of our suffering.

It’s an effulgence of the mind. It’s a brightness that is truly sensitive and accepting. It’s an ability to accept life as it is.

When you rest in quietness and your image of yourself fades, and your image of the world fades, and your ideas of others fade, what’s left? A brightness, a radiant emptiness that is simply what you are.

Deep within, I still exist; a brighter, happy me. Just look beyond my outer casing.