Dreamers can find their way by moonlight and their only punishment is that they see the dawn before the rest of the world. — Oscar Wilde. Irish writer (1854–1900)
Imagination was given to man to compensate him for what he is not, and a sense of humor was provided to console him for what he is.
Death must be so beautiful. To lie in the soft brown earth, with the grasses waving above one's head, and listen to silence. To have no yesterday, and no tomorrow. To forget time, to forgive life, to be at peace.