A Tale Without Love Is Like Beef

That Man Is Prudent Who Neither Hopes Nor Fears Anything From The Uncertain Events Of The Future.

Yet, Every Now And Then, There Would Pass A Young Girl, Slender, Fair And Desirable, Arousing In Young Men A Not Ignoble Desire To Possess Her, And Stirring In Old Men Regrets For Ecstasy Not Seized And Now Forever Past.

Justice Is The Sanction Of Established Injustice.

What Frightens Us Most In A Madman Is His Sane Conversation.

Irony And Pity Are Two Good Counselors: One, In Smiling, Makes Life Pleasurable; The Other, Who Cries, Makes It Sacred.