“Some people imagine that death is the only destination of life.”

Jesus died so young and yet he promised immortality to those who believe in his teachings.

A musician is similar to someone who wrote a letter to the loved one. Then decided to read read it out loud instead of sending it.

Change can be made only when you understand the true nature of things and not when you’ve form weird images of them into your head!

It doesn’t matter what you expected, but you must accept what reality offers to you at the end.

Remembering everything is not the only solution. Perhaps, forgetfulness can make us live in peace too.

We were born crying. Therefore, we must try at any cost; to keep a smile on the face.

It’s almost impossible to resist the caress of the tears on your face.

All the holy scriptures are useless without people having faith into their hearts.

Men are now being forced to kneel down and beg women for mercy. Yes, I told you that there is peace only after one person takes the lead. This is the universal law of nature.

When the mind is busy, the stomach cannot complain of hunger too.

Confidence is similar luck. You can’t hold it forever at your service!

The mother of all the skills is to learn the art of paying attention – Remembering every step you make or anything that’s around you.

The lack of influence or power is more dangerous than worrying about things being reduced to nothingness.

Most of the narcissists are geniuses and masters of Psychology. But they are using their knowledge to eradicate, rather than to help humanity.

That individual who reads useful books is no longer on the same plane of thinking as those who neglected them.

Knowledge is like a mirror. It will show you where the dirty is located, but it will never remove it for you.

Most people live and die with their music still unplayed. They never dare to try.

People who inspire others are those who see invisible bridges at the end of dead-end streets

I have made my bed In charnels and on coffins, where black death Keeps record of the trophies won.

Music, when soft voices die Vibrates in the memory.

When the lamp is shattered The light in the dust lies dead – When the cloud is scattered The rainbow’s glory is shed.

No marriage is “too dead” for the Lord to restore.

The hunger to win must not die. The appetite has to remain big.

We can’t stop our parents from dying, but we use the fear to remind us to spend more time with them.