Lately You Are Brooding Too Much About

Black Money Is So Much A Part Of Our White Economy, A Tumour In The Centre Of The Brain - Try To Remove It And You Kill The Patient.

Hahnji, Mister, You Must Be Patient. Before You Can Name That Corner, Our Future Must Become Past.

I Think A Lot About The Past, It's True. But At My Age, The Past Is More Present Than The Here And Now. And There Is Not Much Percentage In The Future.

...the Face Has Limited Space. My Mother Used To Say, If You Fill Your Face With Laughing, There Will Be No More Room For Crying.

Remembering Bred Its Own Peculiar Sorrow. It Seemed So Unfair: That Time Should Render Both Sadness And Happiness Into A Source Of Pain.