Wengine hatuishi kama wafalme kwa sababu ya nguvu za giza – zilizopo kati ya Mungu na wanadamu. Nyota zetu zimefunikwa. Una kila kitu unachotafuta, ndani ya moyo wako. Usitafute furaha, utajiri au amani nje ya moyo wako. Tafuta furaha, utajiri au amani ndani ya moyo wako.
One true king knew when to step aside and give up the reins of power-to remove his crown and relinquish his kingdom-all for the sake of glimpsing, just once in a lifetime, the face of a holy child.
He was the Fourth to follow the Star.
His gift was a secret.
The rest of his journey is unknown.
There is one thing we are sure: For the honor of humanity, all the kings and all the queens, all the kingdoms and all the monarchies must be abolished!
He was king, if he didn’t have enemies he wasn’t doing it right.
Fantasy like thought that no man could rain
Just let her reign
Run wild with her unafraid
Of any rain storms
They only wash the mud away and make way
For double rainbows and sunny days
No ethical person wants to be a king or a queen, because there is no ethics and honor in putting yourself in a place higher than others!
Am I supposed to feel so much awe and so on about the Godking? After all, he’s just a man … He’s about fifty years old, and he’s bald. And I’ll bet he has to cut his toenails too like any other man. I know perfectly well he’s a god, too. But what I think is, he’ll be much godlier after he’s dead.
Great kings began as great boys
My Crown is in my heart, not on my head:
Not deck’d with Diamonds, and Indian stones:
Nor to be seen: my Crown is call’d Content,
A Crown it is, that seldom Kings enjoy.
A man with a good story is practically a king.