A Bit Of Mould Is A Pleiad

A Faith Is A Necessity To A Man. Woe To Him Who Believes In Nothing.

Life Is A Theatre Set In Which There Are But Few Practicable Entrances.

A Woman's Best Qualities Are Harmful If Undiluted With Prudence.

Who Then Can Calculate The Path Of The Molecule? How Do We Know That The Creations Of Worlds Are Not Determined By The Fall Of Grains Of Sand?

I Tried. But I Feel That I Haven't Given Utterance To The Thousandth Part Of What Lies Within Me. When I Go To The Grave I Can Say As Others Have Said, "i Have Finished My Day's Work." But I Cannot Say, "i Have Finished My Life." My Day's Work Will Begin Again The Next Morning. The Tomb Is Not A Blind Alley; It Is A Thoroughfare. It Closes On The Twilight, But Opens On The Dawn.