Nature Abhors A Vacuum.

One Inch Of Joy Surmounts Of Grief A Span, Because To Laugh Is Proper To The Man.

You Have No Obligation Under The Sun Other Than To Discover Your Real Needs, To Fulfill Them, And To Rejoice In Doing So.

A Good Intention Does Not Mean Honor. [fr., A Bon Entendeur Ne Faut Qu'un Parole.]

How Comes It That You Curse, Frere Jean? It's Only, Said The Monk, In Order To Embellish My Language. They Are The Colors Of Ciceronian Rhetoric.

Nature Made The Day For Exercise, Work And Seeing To One's Business; And ... It Provides Us With A Candle, Which Is To Say The Bright And Joyous Light Of The Sun.