Knowledge, Love, Power-there Is The Complete Life.

Time Is The Supreme Illusion. It Is But The Inner Prism By Which We Decompose Being And Life, The Mode Under Which We Perceive Successively What Is Simultaneous In Idea.

Sadness Takes Up The Pen More Readily Than Joy.

Truth Is Not Only Violated By Falsehood; It May Be Equally Outraged By Silence.

Heroism Is The Brilliant Triumph Of The Soul Over The Flesh - Over Fear...heroism Is The Dazzling And Glorious Concentration Of Courage.

The Man Who Has No Inner-life Is A Slave To His Surroundings.