Are You Afraid Of The Good You

A Language Does Not Become Fixed. The Human Intellect Is Always On The March, Or, If You Prefer, In Movement, And Languages With It.

God Made Only Water, But Man Made Wine.

Every Good Quality Runs Into A Defect; Economy Borders On Avarice, The Generous Are Not Far From The Prodigal, The Brave Man Is Close To The Bully; He Who Is Very Pious Is Slightly Sanctimonious; There Are Just As Many Vices To Virtue As There Are Holes In The Mantle Of Diogenes.

Every Idea Must Have A Visible Enfolding.

Symmetry Is Tedious, And Tedium Is The Very Basis Of Mourning. Despair Yawns.