I Love The Place; The Magnificent Books;

Not The Power To Remember, But Its Very Opposite, The Power To Forget, Is A Necessary Condition Of Our Existence. If The Lore Of The Transmigration Of Souls Is A True One, Then These, Between Their Exchange Of Bodies, Must Pass Through The Sea Of Forgetfulness.

Youth Has The Resilience To Absorb Disaster And Weave It Into The Pattern Of Its Life, No Mater How Anguishing The Thorn That Penetrates Its Flesh.

An Illness Is Like A Journey Into A Far Country; It Sifts All One's Experience And Removes It To A Point So Remote That It Appears Like A Vision.

Personality Is The Gland Of Creativity.

Now, More Than Any Time Previous In Human History, We Must Arm Ourselves With An Ethical Code So That Each Of Us Will Be Aware That He Is Protecting The Moral Merchandise Absent Of Which Life Is Not Worth Living.