In Hatred As In Love, We Grow

Tell A Man What He May Not Sing And He Is Still Half Free; Even All Free, If He Never Wanted To Sing It. But Tell Him What He Must Sing, Take Up His Time With It So That His True Voice Cannot Sound Even In Secret -- There, I Have Seen Is Slavery.

Miss Searle Had Always Considered Boredom An Intellectual Defeat.

Alexander, Of Whom Men Tell Many Legends, Lived By His Own. Achilles Must Have Patroklos. He Might Love His Briseis; But Patroklos Was The Friend Till Death. At Their Tombs In Troy, Alexander And Hephaistion Had Sacrificed Together. Wound Patroklos, And Achilles Will Have Your Blood.

Half The World's Troubles Come From Men Not Being Trained To Resent A Fallacy As Much As An Insult.

I Was A King And A King's Heir And Now I Am A Slave.