Happiness, Happiness ... The Flavor Is With

Everything Belonged To Him--but That Was A Trifle. The Thing To Know Was What He Belonged To, How Many Powers Of Darkness Claimed Him For Their Own.

You Shall Judge A Man By His Foes As Well As By His Friends.

A Fool Has More Ideas Than A Wise Man Can Foresee.

A Writing May Be Lost; A Lie May Be Written; But What The Eye Has Seen Is Truth And Remains In The Mind!

I Was Constantly Watching Myself, My Secret Self, As Dependent On My Actions As My Own Personality