For There Is But One Problem -

To Love Is Not To Look At One Another: It Is To Look, Together, In The Same Direction.

A Civilization Is A Heritage Of Beliefs, Customs, And Knowledge Slowly Accumulated In The Course Of Centuries, Elements Difficult At Times To Justify By Logic, But Justifying Themselves As Paths When They Lead Somewhere, Since They Open Up For Man His Inner Distance.

He Who Has Gone, So We But Cherish His Memory, Abides With Us, More Potent, Nay, More Present Than The Living Man.

Treason Implies Responsibility For Something, Control Over Something, Influence Upon Something, Knowledge Of Something. Treason In Our Time Is A Proof Of Genius. Why, I Want To Know, Are Not Traitors Decorated?

She Knew This Man's Smile, His Gentle Ways Of Love, But Not His Godlike Fury In The Storm. She Might Snare Him In A Fragile Net Of Music, Love And Flowers, But, At Each Departure, He Would Break Forth Without, It Seemed To Her, The Least Regret.