Everything Which Is Good In Me Should

It Is Quiet Here And Restful And The Air Is Delicious. There Are Gardens Everywhere And Police Spies Lie In The Bushes. There Are Nightingales In Every Garden, But Police Spies Only In Mine, I Think. They Sit Under My Windows In The Darkness Of The Night And Try To Get A Glimpse Of How I Spread Sedition In Russia.

In The Maxim Of The Past You Cannot Go Anywhere.

Hunger Can Explain Many Acts. It Can Be Said That All Vile Acts Are Done To Satisfy Hunger.

Our Salvation Is In Work, But Let Us Also Take Delight In That Work.

When Everything Is Easy One Quickly Gets Stupid.