Friendship Is Usually Treated...as A Tough...thing Which

Fame! It Is The Flower Of A Day, That Dies When The Next Sun Rises.

[on Christianity:] Its Lip-service And Its Empty Rites Have Made It The Easiest Of All Tasks For The Usurer To Cloak His Cruelties, The Miser To Hide His Avarice, The Lawyer To Condone His Lies, The Sinner Of All Social Sins To Purchase The Social Immunity From Them By Outward Deference To Churches.

When One Has Not Father, Or Mother, Or Brother, And All One's Friends Have Barely Bread Enough For Themselves, Life Cannot Be Very Easy, Nor Its Crusts Very Many At Any Time.

Indifference Is The Invisible Giant Of The World.

One Must Pray First, But Afterwards One Must Help Oneself. God Does Not Care For Cowards.