There Are Plenty Who Regard A Wall

The Word Is The Verb, And The Verb Is God.

Often The Losing Of A Battle Leads To The Winning Of Progress. Less Glory But Greater Liberty: The Drum Is Silent And The Voices Of Reason Can Be Heard.

Solitude Either Develops The Mental Power, Or Renders Men Dull And Vicious.

No Matter Who You Are, The Thought Of So Much Suffering And Degradation Must Cause You To Shudder At The Sight Of A Veil Or Cassock, Those Two Shrouds Of Human Invention.

A Joyous Little Creature, So Beautiful, It Was As If A Gate Of Heaven Opened As She Came In.