Isn't It A Characteristic Of The Age

A Life Spent Writing Has Taught Me To Be Wary Of Words. Those That Seem Clearest Are Often The Most Treacherous.

Are You Certain That A Man's Life Begins With His Birth?

Nothing Is Born Of Nothing, Least Of All Knowledge, Modernity, Or Enlightened Thought; Progress Is Made In Tiny Surges, In Successive Laps, Like An Endless Relay Race. But There Are Links Without Which Nothing Would Be Passed On, And For That Reason, They Deserve The Gratitude Of All Who Benefited From Them.

All Pleasures Must Be Paid For, Do Not Despise Those That State Their Price.

For It Is Often The Way We Look At Other People That Imprisons Them Within Their Own Narrowest Allegiances. And It Is Also The Way We Look At Them That May Set Them Free.