Le Geai Pare Des Plumes Du Paon.

People Who Make No Noise Are Dangerous.

How Wealthy The Gods Would Be If We Remembered The Promises We Made When We Were In Danger.

Everyone Calls Himself A Friend, But Only A Fool Relies On It; Nothing Is Commoner Than The Name, Nothing Rarer Than The Thing.

Sadness Flies Away On The Wings Of Time.

Every Journalist Owes Tribute To The Evil One.