Marriage, Like Death, Is A Debt We

The Greatest Evils Of Society Are Goods That Have Refused To Go On, But Have Sat Down On The Highway, Saying To The World, "we Stop Here; Do You Stop Also.

In The Nature Of Things, I Must Soon Lose Sight Of This Sense Of Constant Metamorphosis Whose Limits Bound Our Human Life.

The Broken Eggshell Of A Civilization Which Time Has Hatched And Devoured.

I Never Could Be Good When I Was Not Happy.

Beneath All Differences Of Doctrine Or Discipline There Exists A Fundamental Agreement As To The Simple, Absolute Essentials In Religion.