Don’t be afraid, Queen, the blood has long run down into the earth. And on the spot where it was spilled, grapevines are growing today.
Mikhail Bulgakov, The Master and Margarita
The thick baffling blades of false world customs rip off my views and ideas,like breaking every string of my aesthetic thoughts in disdain and jealousy;pain pain enough your tigrine roars before I die.
Nithin Purple, Venus and Crepuscule: Beauty and Violence on Me Thrown
Sweat saves blood, blood saves lives, but brains saves both.
Erwin Rommel
Sweat saves blood, blood saves lives, but brains saves both.
Erwin Rommel