Of All Escape Mechanisms, Death Is The

There Is No Faculty Of The Human Soul So Persistent And Universal As That Of Hatred.

Love Is Ownership. We Own Whom We Love. The Universe Is God's Because He Loves.

Repentance Is The Turning Of The Soul From The Way Of Midnight To The Point Of The Coming Sun.

Never Be Grandiloquent When You Want To Drive Home A Searching Truth. Don't Whip With A Switch That Has The Leaves On, If You Want It To Tingle.

Heaven Answers With Us The Same Purpose That The Tuning-fork Does With Musicians. Our Affections, The Whole Orchestra Of Them, Are Apt To Get Below The Concert-pitch; And We Take Heaven To Tune Our Hearts By.