He Who Sings Frightens Away His Ills.

Man Have To Have Friends Even In Hell.

History Is In A Manner A Sacred Thing, So Far As It Contains Truth; For Where Truth Is, The Supreme Father Of It May Also Be Said To Be, At Least, Inasmuch As Concerns Truth.

Patience And Shuffle The Cards.

My Memory Is So Bad That Many Times I Forget My Own Name.

Every Production Must Resemble Its Author.