In Eternity Everything Is Just Beginning.

Of All The Words In All Languages I Know, The Greatest Concentration Is In The English Word I.

The Profoundest Thoughts Of The Philosophers Have Something Trickle About Them. A Lot Disappears In Order For Something To Suddenly Appear In The Palm Of The Hand.

I Try To Imagine Someone Saying To Shakespeare, 'relax!

It Is Always The Enemy Who Started It, Even If He Was Not The First To Speak Out, He Was Certainly Planning It; And If He Was Not Actually Planning It, He Was Thinking Of It; And, If He Was Not Thinking Of It, He Would Have Thought Of It.

People Love As Self-recognition What They Hate As An Accusation.