In Every Real Man A Child Is

Whoever Writes In Blood And Aphorisms Wants Not To Be Learned But To Be Learned By Heart.

Whatever Harm The Evil May Do, The Harm Done By The Good Is The Most Harmful Harm.

Is Life Not A Thousand Times Too Short For Us To Bore Ourselves?

I Love Him Who Is Ashamed When The Dice Fall In His Favour, And Who Then Asketh: "am I A Dishonest Player?" - For He Is Willing To Succumb.

I Might Believe In The Redeemer If His Followers Looked More Redeemed.