Golden Son

Дом не там,где ты родился,дом там,где ты находишь свет,когда повсюду тьма.

Liars make the best promises.

I will die. You will die. We will all die and the universe will carry on without care. All that we have is that shout into the wind - how we live. How we go. And how we stand before we fall.

Wise men read books about history. Strong men write them.

Friendships take minutes to make, moments to break, years to repair.

There is no greater plague to an introvert than the extrovert.