My Right To Swing My Fist Ends

The Advice Of The Elders To Young Men Is Very Apt To Be As Unreal As A List Of The Hundred Best Books.

Even The Wisest Woman You Talk To Is Ignorant Of Something You May Know, But An Elegant Woman Never Forgets Her Elegance.

The Individual Will Always Be A Minority. If A Man Is In A Minority Of One, We Lock Him Up.

The Only Condition Of Peace In This World Is To Have No Ideas, Or, At Least Not To Express Them.

To Be Forgotten Is To Sleep In Peace With The Undisturbed Myriads, No Longer Subject To The Chills And Heats, The Blasts, The Sleet, The Dust, Which Assail In Endless Succession That Shadow Of A Man Which We Call His Reputation.