We will go far away, to nowhere, to conquer, to fertilize until we become tired. Then we will stop and there will be our home.

How does one say something new and not retell?

In the lie of truth lies the truth.

Deliver thunder, GodIf you choose not to talk.

Without space, there is no time.

He did not waste time in a vain search for a place in history.

God is busy and has no time for you.

It is futile to spend time telling stories about the fleetness of each day.

It is vain futility to analyze the algebra of time.