Twenty Maxims for the 21st Century
This is a greying age, where white is turning black while black white.
The old oak wishes to stand still, but the whirlwind keeps swooping on it.
What you hear is the success story edited and enlarged to increase its news value; what you do not hear is the failure experience suffered bitterly alone by those who later become known, or never do.
The problem with art today is that we have more artwork than viewers, and more artists than artwork.
No rules are created for their creators.
As our world is shrinking into a village, and our village is swelling into a world.
It is a powerful government that spends more on pain killers than on human killers.
God died long ago; heroes have all disappeared; and here man is left standing alone.
The more high technologies, the more low minds.
Live differently among ourselves, but let others live exactly as we do.
We are living in a world of hawkers: every one is trying to sell something to the passers-by.
Just as knowledge is power, information is wealth and wisdom is beauty.
Fame is but paper-deep: will God come to rescue your work alone at the end of the world?
Everyone is a book: as long as you are willing to open it, you will find many passages worth reading; everyone has a book, which will be written only when it has a reader ready for it.
The most beautiful music is the sound that stirs your heart so violently that you fitfully desire to dry-cry in silence.
As the minds become increasingly similar, the bodies try to look more wildly different.
What accounts for your life expectancy is your life in years rather than your years in life.
Education makes everyone a politician, and politics makes everyone a phoney.
Life is never fair: you have given it so many opportunities, but it has given you few in return.
Like a silkworm, I have contributed all my silk to the human world. If it does not care, why should I?