Remesha

If we’re made to look for a place to lay our roots, perhaps that is an indication that a solid ground somehow somewhere exists

We cannot learn to die, or rest our well-made heads on the pillow of ignorance…

To rule is something worth wanting, even in Hell: It’s better to rule in hell than be a servant in Heaven.

A statement is not necessarily true because it is wrapped in fine language or false because it is awkwardly expressed.

Here’s an account of what happens when we nonchalantly forge on in the wrong direction. Just who are we following? Are we sure we’re not lost?

Love bears all things. Why do people judge the ones they love? How is it that love sometimes doesn’t withstand conflicts?

No matter how beautiful, creative, groundbreaking or useful; the fruits of our collective labor are bound to get spoiled. What hope is there for us?

Wouldn’t we want to wake up every morning, highly motivated and committed to accomplish great things? Isn’t pushing beyond the status quo and ‘changing the world’ such a worthy aspiration?

You cannot embrace someone by pushing them away, and you cannot forgive someone by exacting reparation from them in the form of punishment