Tears Are The Symbol Of The Inability

Will Localizes Us, Thought Universalizes Us.

The Great Majority Of Men Are But Tangled Skeins, Imperfect Keyboards, So Many Specimens Of Restless Or Stagnant Chaos--and What Makes Their Situation Almost Hopeless Is The Fact That They Take Pleasure In It. There Is No Curing A Sick Man Who Believes Himself In Health.

There Is No Respect For Others Without Humility In One's Self.

If Nationality Is Consent, The State Is Compulsion.

Sympathy Is The First Condition Of Criticism.