“Inside the fogs, you think better and thus you see better!”

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!

A wise beautiful lake never desires to be famous, because fame dirty it! To remain pure, distance yourself from the reputation!

With whomever you feel yourself as if you are with your very self, he or she is surely your true Valentine!

I see a lot of fog and a few lights. I like it when life’s hidden. It gives you a chance to imagine nice things, nicer than they are.

It is as useless to fight against the interpretations of ignorance as to whip the fog.

When I drove for British teams… they called me The Tadpole because I was too small to be a frog.

I liken myself to Henry Ford and the auto industry, I give you 90 percent of what most people need.

Step out the front door like a ghost into the fog where noone notices the contrast of white on white.

Fog and hypocrisy – that is to say, shadow, convention, decency – these were the very things that lent to London its poetry and romance.

The fog is lifting I am healing- You don’t own my heart.

True victory is beyond the fog of appearance.