But I Remember More Dearly Autumn Afternoons

The Story Does What No Theorem Can Quite Do. It May Not Be "like Real Life" In The Superficial Sense: But It Sets Before Us An Image Of What Reality May Well Be Like At Some More Central Region.

I Believe Buddhism To Be A Simplification Of Hinduism And Islam To Be A Simplification Of Xianity.

Friends Are Like Coals In A Fire - Together, They Glow; Apart, They Grow Cold.

Sexual Appetite, Like Any Other Appetite, Grows By Indulgence

If I Find In Myself A Desire Which No Experience In This World Can Satisfy, The Most Probable Explanation Is That I Was Made For Another World.