History Books That Contain No Lies Are

Existence Would Be Intolerable If We Were Never To Dream.

Justice Is The Means By Which Established Injustices Are Sanctioned

If The Path Be Beautiful, Let Us Not Ask Where It Leads.

Yet, Every Now And Then, There Would Pass A Young Girl, Slender, Fair And Desirable, Arousing In Young Men A Not Ignoble Desire To Possess Her, And Stirring In Old Men Regrets For Ecstasy Not Seized And Now Forever Past.

All Changes, Even The Most Longed For, Have Their Melancholy; For What We Leave Behind Us Is A Part Of Ourselves; We Must Die To One Life Before We Can Enter Another.