Everywhere In Life, The True Question Is

Love Is The Only Game That Is Not Called On Account Of Darkness.

A Man Without A Goal Is Like A Ship Without A Rudder.

We Have Not The Love Of Greatness, But The Love Of The Love Of Greatness.

Is Man’s Civilization Only A Wrappage, Through Which The Savage Nature Of Him Can Still Burst, Infernal As Ever?

Quackery Gives Birth To Nothing; Gives Death To All Things.