Even Hatred Of Vileness Distorts A Mans

Love Is The Desire To Give, Not To Receive, Something. Love Is The Art Of Producing Something With The Other's Talents.

For What's The Use Of Talking With A Man Who Has A Disease And Thinks About The Stars?

Everyone Chases After Happiness, Not Noticing That Happiness Is Right At Their Heels.

The Law Was Made For One Thing Alone, For The Exploitation Of Those Who Don't Understand It, Or Are Prevented By Naked Misery From Obeying It.

Today Every Invention Is Received With A Cry Of Triumph Which Soon Turns Into A Cry Of Fear.