“A Book of Verses underneath the Bough, / A Jug of Wine, a Loaf of Bread — and Thou / Beside me singing in the Wilderness — / Oh, Wilderness were Paradise enow!” Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam
Never look for birds of this year in the nests of the last. Don Quixote
Know yourself and you will win all battles. The Art Of War
Our life dreams the Utopia. Our death achieves the Ideal. Intellectual Autobiography
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