If A Man Is Fortunate He Will,

Time Sanctifies Everything; Even The Most Arrant Theft In The Hands Of The Robber's Grandchildren Becomes Sacred And Inviolable Property.

To Speak Ill Of Others Is A Dishonest Way Of Praising Ourselves; Let Us Be Above Such Transparent Egotism. If You Can't Say Good And Encouraging Things, Say Nothing. Nothing Is Often A Good Thing To Do, And Always A Clever Thing To Say.

As Long As There Is Poverty There Will Be Gods.

What If It Is For Life's Sake That We Must Die? In Truth We Are Not Individuals; And It Is Because We Think Ourselves Such That Death Seems Unforgivable. We Are Temporary Organs Of The Race, Cells In The Body Of Life; We Die And Drop Away That Life May Remain Young And Strong. If We Were To Live Forever, Growth Would Be Stifled, And Youth Would Find No Room On Earth. Death, Like Style, Is The Removal Of Rubbish, The Circumcision Of The Superfluous. In The Midst Of Death Life Renews Itself Immortally.

The Past Is Not Dead. Indeed, It Is Often Not Even Past.