When They Are Among Us Cats Are

Life Is A Slate Where All Our Sins Are Written; From Time To Time We Rub The Sponge Of Repentance Over It So We Can Begin Sinning Again.

I Would Rather Believe That God Did Not Exist Than Believe That He Was Indifferent.

Travelling Is Like A Novel: It's What Happens That Counts.

Simplicity, A Delicate Silence About Oneself, Increases Their Worth And Makes One Love Those Whom One Admires.

Discouragement Seizes Us Only When We Can No Longer Count On Chance.