bolhom
četvrtak, 13.05.2010.
There are no deserts in Tasmania.
Even if you're on the right track, you'll get run over if you just sit there.
Everything has its wonders, even darkness and silence, and I learn whatever state I am in, therin to be content
All the world's a cage.
Above all things, never be afraid. The enemy who forces you to retreat is himself afraid of you at that very moment.
I have lost friends, some by death... others through sheer inability to cross the street.
Work saves us from three great evils: boredom, vice and need.
I lived what most people call the good life. I was happy, but deep inside I always felt that, with the short amount of time we are given to live and love in this world, we spend too much time loving things instead of people.
