Profound Optimism Is Always On The Side

Oh, Would That My Mind Could Let Fall Its Dead Ideas, As The Tree Does Its Withered Leaves!

Society Knows Perfectly Well How To Kill A Man And Has Methods More Subtle Than Death

Solitude Is Bearable Only With God.

But Can One Still Make Resolutions When One Is Over Forty? I Live According To Twenty-year-old Habits.

To Be Sure, Theory Is Useful. But Without Warmth Of Heart And Without Love It Bruises The Very Ones It Claims To Save.