Perfumes Are The Feelings Of Flowers.

The Propaganda Of Communism Possesses A Language Which Every People Can Understand. Its Elements Are Simply Hunger, Envy, Death.

Woman Is At Once Apple And Serpent.

We Should Forgive Our Enemies, But Not Before They Are Hanged

The Butterfly Long Loved The Beautiful Rose, And Flirted Around All Day; While Round Him In Turn With Her Golden Caress, Soft Fluttered The Sun's Warm Ray.... I Know Not With Whom The Rose Was In Love, But I Know That I Loved Them All. The Butterfly, Rose, And The Sun's Bright Ray, The Star And The Bird's Sweet Call.

Every Age Has Its Problem, By Solving Which Humanity Is Helped Forward.