I Think That For The Coward Every

All Beauty Is Sad. [...] For It Fades.

I Would Have Offered You A Forest Of Truth, But You Wish To Speak Of A Single Leaf

Everyone Makes Mistakes. Everyone Fails At Something.

Our Modern World, Though Infinitely More Complex Than That Of Ancient Greece, Is Also Far More Superficial. Where The Greeks Offered Simple Psychological Training, We Live In An Age Of Style And Spin In Which Perceptions Of Good And Evil Slither And Shift With The Political View Of The Moment.

An Enemy Is Like A Man's Most Prized Flower. It Brings Him Joy To See It Buried In The Ground.