Faith Makes Blessed. Consequently It Lies.

There Is An Innocence In Admiration; It Is Found In Those To Whom It Has Never Yet Occurred That They, Too, Might Be Admired Some Day.

The Surest Sign That Two People No Longer Speak The Same Language Is That Both Say Ironic Things To One Another But That Neither Senses The Irony.

That For Which We Find Words Is Something Already Dead In Our Hearts.

The Golden Age, When Rambunctious Spirits Were Regarded As The Source Of Evil.

Your Only Problem, Perhaps, Is That You Scream Without Letting Yourself Cry.