Of All The Things That Human Beings

Perfect Love May Cast Our Fear, But Fear Is Remarkably Potent In Casting Out Love.

The Secret Of Contentment Is Never To Allow Yourself To Want Anything Which Reason Tells You You Haven't A Chance Of Getting.

Without The Hope Of Posterity, For Our Race If Not For Ourselves, Without The Assurance That We Being Dead Yet Live, All Pleasures Of The Mind And Senses Sometimes Seem To Me No More Than Pathetic And Crumbling Defences Shored Up Against Our Ruin.

When I Heard, Humpty Dumpty Sat On A Wall, I Thought, Did He Fall Or Was He Pushed?

If All Power Corrupts, Then A Doctor, Who Literally Holds Life And Death In His Hands, Must Be At Particular Risk.