Nothing Spoils A Confession Like Repentance.

We Find It Hard To Picture To Ourselves The State Of Mind Of A Man Of Older Days Who Firmly Believed That The Earth Was The Centre Of The Universe, And That All The Heavenly Bodies Revolved Around It. He Could Feel Beneath His Feet The Writhings Of The Damned Amid The Flames; Very Likely He Had Seen With His Own Eyes And Smelt With His Own Nostrils The Sulphurous Fumes Of Hell Escaping From Some Fissure In The Rocks. Looking Upwards, He Beheld ... The Incorruptible Firmament, Wherein The Stars Hung Like So Many Lamps.

The Power Of Love Itself Weakens And Gradually Becomes Lost With Age, Like All The Other Energies Of Man.

Unhappiness Does Make People Look Stupid.

Custom Alone Regulates Morals.

War Will Disappear Only When Men Shall Take No Part Whatever In Violence And Shall Be Ready To Suffer Every Persecution That Their Abstention Will Bring Them. It Is The Only Way To Abolish War.