No-one Was Ever Made Wretched In A

In My Religion All Believers Would Stop Work At Sundown And Have A Drink Together.

Everyone Has The Right To Express An Opinion. No One Has The Right To Be Listened To.

Greed, Like The Love Of Comfort, Is A Kind Of Fear.

In A Perfect Union The Man And Woman Are Like A Strung Bow. Who Is To Say Whether The String Bends The Bow, Or The Bow Tightens The String?

The Refractory Pupil Of Socrates, Aristippus The Cyrene, Who Believed Happiness To Be The Sum Of Particular Pleasures And Golden Moments And Not, As Epicurus, A Prolonged Intermediary State Between Ecstasy And Pain.