A Society Of Atheists Would Immediately Invent

Events Are Never Absolute, Their Outcome Depends Entirely Upon The Individual. Misfortune Is A Stepping Stone For A Genius, A Piscina For A Christian, A Treasure For A Man Of Parts, And An Abyss For A Weakling.

Necessity Is The Spur Of Genius.

There Are Some Women Whose Pregnancy Would Make Some Sly Bachelor Smile.

To Get A Traveling Salesman Drunk Is The Height Of Impossibility.

Love Is The Reduction Of The Universe To The Single Being, And The Expansion Of A Single Being, Even To God