Nature Hates Calculators.

There Is An Optical Illusion About Every Person We Meet.

Every Great Institution Is The Lengthened Shadow Of A Single Man. His Character Determines The Character Of The Organization.

The Instincts Of The Ant Are Very Unimportant, Considered As The Ants; But The Moment A Ray Of Relation Is Seen To Be A Monitor, A Little Body With A Mighty Heart, Then All Its Habits, Even That Said To Be Recently Observed, That It Never Sleeps, Become Sublime.

I Have Heard That Whoever Loves Is In No Condition Old.

I Hate Quotations. Tell Me What You Know.