There Are Passions That It Is Not

A Word Aptly Uttered Or Written Cannot Be Cut Away By An Axe.

We Have The Marvelous Gift Of Making Everything Insignificant.

I Shall Laugh My Bitter Laugh.

In The End Dreams Became His Life, And His Whole Life Thereafter Took A Strange Turn: One Might Say He Slept While Waking And Watched While Asleep.

Man Is Such A Wondrous Being That It Is Never Possible To Count Up All His Merits At Once. The More You Study Him, The More New Particulars Appear, And Their Description Would Be Endless.