Every life is in many days, day after day. We walk through ourselves, meeting robbers, ghosts, giants, old men, young men, wives, widows, brothers-in-love, but always meeting ourselves.
When someone tells you about the peak year of human history， the period of time when things were good before things went downhill， it will always be the years of when they were 10 years sold — which is the peak of any human’s existence.
Don't write your name on sand, waves will wash it away. Don't write your name in sky, wind may blow it away. Write your name in the hearts of people, that's where it will stay.
