Modesty Is The Delicate Form Of Hypocrisy.

And There Is Neither Beginning Nor End, Nor Past Nor Future; There Is Only A Present, At The Same Time Static And Ephemeral, Multiple And Absolute. It Is The Vital Ocean In Which We All Share, According To Our Strength, Our Needs Or Our Desires.

Good Books Are Irrefutable, And Bad Books Refute Themselves.

Cliche Refers To Words, Commonplace To Ideas. Cliche Describes The Form Or The Letter, Commonplace The Substance Or Spirit. To Confuse Them Is To Confuse The Thought With The Expression Of The Thought. The Cliche Is Immediately Perceivable; The Commonplace Very Often Escapes Notice If Decked Out In Original Dress. There Are Few Examples, In Any Literature, Of New Ideas Expressed In Original Form. The Most Critical Mind Must Often Be Content With One Or The Other Of These Pleasures, Only Too Happy When It Is Not Deprived Of Both At Once, Which Is Not Too Rarely The Case.

The Ever-present Phenomenon Ceases To Exist For Our Senses. It Was A City Dweller, Or A Prisoner, Or A Blind Man Suddenly Given His Sight, Who First Noted Natural Beauty.

Money Is The Sign Of Liberty. To Curse Money Is To Curse Liberty- To Curse Life, Which Is Nothing, If It Be Not Free.