Your death is killing me, day after day. I miss you mom

But man is not made for defeat. A man can be destroyed but not defeated.

You are my best friend, my human diary and my other half. You mean the world to me and I LOVE YOU

Politics is everywhere, it is in your shirt, in your pants, everywhere.

Friendship is delicate as a glass, once broken it can be fixed but there will always be cracks.

How wonderful it is that nobody need wait a single moment before starting to improve the world.

There is nothing I would not do for those who are really my friends. I have no notion of loving people by halves, it is not my nature.