He Has The Gift Of Compressing The

When Someone Says To Me, Ugh, You Smoke. I Reply, Ugh, You're Ugly. I Can Quit Smoking.

How Little Can We Foresee The Consequences Either Of Wise Or Unwise Action, Of Virtue Or Of Malice. Without This Measureless And Perpetual Uncertainty, The Drama Of Human Life Would Be Destroyed.

We Make Our Buildings And Afterwards They Make Us. They Regulate The Course Of Our Lives.

There Is No Greater Mistake Than To Suppose That Platitudes, Smooth Words, Timid Policies, Offer Today A Path To Safety.

One Can Usually Put One's Thoughts Better In One's Own Words.