And It Was Like Knocking Four Quick

He Who Despairs Of The Human Condition Is A Coward, But He Who Has Hope For It Is A Fool.

... Habit Starts At The Second Crime. At The First One, Something Is Ending.

Life Is Meaningless, But Worth Living, Provided You Recognize It's Meaningless.

Everything Considered, A Determined Soul Will Always Manage.

The Mind's Deepest Desire, Even In Its Most Elaborate Operations, Parallels Man's Unconscious Feeling In The Face Of His Universe: It Is An Insistence Upon Familiarity, An Appetite For Clarity.