Many times, I mend broken things to mend my psyche.

Criticism is what other people say against your difference; we are not the same.

When I grow up, I want to be a grasscutter.

The Sun shines everyday for people without solar panels too.

What you lost yesterday, you will regain tomorrow!

Rain falls for people without harvest tanks too.

Complaining about joblessness yet there is a lot of work to do is like saying a rainy or cloudy day is night simply because the solar power is not enough.

If Arua City was a woman, then her maiden firstname would be Cynthia.

Misery is complaining of thirst yet there is plenty of drinking water.

If I had all the power in the universe, then I would lock up the Devil and end the wait for his final defeat.