Reality Is A Prison, Where One Vegetates

Anchorites Used To Ill-treat Themselves In The Way They Did, So That The Common People Would Not Begrudge Them The Beatitude They Would Enjoy In Heaven.

There Is Mercy For Everyone, Except Those Who Are Bored With Life.

Certainly, To Have A Woman Who Waits At Home For You, Who Will Sleep With You, Gives A Warm Feeling Like Having Something You Must Say; It Makes You Glow, Keeps You Company, Helps You To Live.

Many Men On The Point Of An Edifying Death Would Be Furious If They Were Suddenly Restored To Health.

It Is Stupid To Grieve For The Loss Of A Girl Friend: You Might Never Have Met Her, So You Can Do Without Her.