The Art Of Living Is The Art

There Comes A Day When, For Someone Who Has Persecuted Us, We Feel Only Indifference, A Weariness At His Stupidity. Then We Forgive Him.

We Care So Little Of Other People Than Even Christianity Urges Us To Do Good For The Love Of God.

The Slowness Of Time, For A Man Who Knows Nothing Will Happen, Is Brutal.

A Man Is Never Completely Alone In This World. At The Worst, He Has The Company Of A Boy, A Youth, And By And By A Grown Man - The One He Used To Be.

You've Got To Understand Life, Understand It When You're Young.