Le De S Ir De La Prie'

It Is The Perpetual Dread Of Fear, The Fear Of Fear, That Shapes The Face Of A Brave Man.

When Writing Of Oneself One Should Show No Mercy. Yet Why At The First Attempt To Discover One's Own Truth Does All Inner Strength Seem To Melt Away In Floods Of Self-pity And Tenderness And Rising Tears?

Optimism Approves Of Everything, Submits To Everything, Believes Everything; It Is The Virtue Above All Of The Taxpayer.

I Know The Compassion Of Others Is A Relief At First. I Don't Despise It. But It Can't Quench Pain, It Slips Through Your Soul As Through A Sieve. And When Our Suffering Has Been Dragged From One Pity To Another, As From One Mouth To Another, We Can No Longer Respect Or Love It.

A Large Number Of Suspects, Both Men And Women, Escaped Martial Law For Lack Of Any Shred Of Evidence Against Them On Which A Court-martial Could Convict. So They Began Setting Them Free In Groups, According To Their Birth-place. But Half-way, The Car-load Would Be Emptied Into A Ditch.