Tragedy Is Clean, It Is Restful, It

Talent Is Like A Faucet, While It Is Open, One Must Write.

With God, What Is Terrible Is That One Never Knows Whether It's Not Just A Trick Of The Devil.

Propaganda Is A Soft Weapon; Hold It In Your Hands Too Long, And It Will Move About Like A Snake, And Strike The Other Way.

All Children Are Sweet At Five. But At Twelve They Begin To Get Silly.

The True Masters Of The Art Of Living Are Already Happy.