Love Endows Us With A Sort Of

Though The Human Heart May Have To Pause For Rest When Climbing The Heights Of Affection It Rarely Stops On The Slippery Slope Of Hatred.

The More One Judges, The Less One Loves.

Every Moment Of Happiness Requires A Great Amount Of Ignorance

Journalists Grow Accustomed To Seeing Evil And They Let It Pass; They Proceed To Approve It, And They End By Committing It Themselves.

Power Is Not Revealed By Striking Hard Or Often, But By Striking True.