Baggage of conscience can not be put into the storage chamber before entering the gates of paradise.

Envy has a sideways glance and a wry smile.

No one mows the grass of oblivion.

From the perspective of a miser, life is a waste of money.

Material wealth multiplies by its accumulation, while spiritual - by its distribution.

While crossing the field of life do not expect to see the note: "Checked, there are no mines."

Man, who came down to the point of desperation, no longer wants to change the world.

Even one, born lucky, may end his life being miserable looser.

Geniuses are counted by single digit numbers, while mediocrities are considered to be total zeroes.

Hopelessly forever unlucky loser is unlucky even in his dreams.