We Never Remember Days, Only Moments.

Childhood Is Not Only The Childhood We Really Had But Also The Impressions We Formed Of It In Our Adolescence And Maturity. That Is Why Childhood Seems So Long. Probably Every Period Of Life Is Multiplied By Our Reflections Upon The Next.

There Is Nothing Fine About Being A Child: It Is Fine, When We Are Old, To Look Back To When We Were Children.

Generations Do Not Age. Every Youth Of Any Period, Any Civilization, Has The Same Possibilities As Always.

Lessons Are Not Given, They Are Taken.

What Is To Come Will Emerge Only After Long Suffering, Long Silence.