Any Father Whose Son Raises His Hand

A Word Is Not The Same With One Writer As With Another. One Tears It From His Guts. The Other Pulls It Out Of His Overcoat Pocket.

When A Man Dies, He Does Not Just Die Of The Disease He Has: He Dies Of His Whole Life.

The Honest Man Must Be A Perpetual Renegade, The Life Of An Honest Man A Perpetual Infidelity. For The Man Who Wishes To Remain Faithful To Truth Must Make Himself Perpetually Unfaithful To All The Continual, Successive, Indefatigable Renascent Errors

We Shall Never Know How Many Acts Of Cowardice Have Been Motivated By The Fear Of Appearing Not Sufficiently Progressive.

The Faith That I Love The Best, Says God, Is Hope.