Nobody Can Deprive Me Of The Fact

Hatred, In The Course Of Time, Kills The Unhappy Wretch Who Delights In Nursing It In His Bosom.

God Ceases To Be God Only For Those Who Can Admit The Possibility Of His Non-existence, And That Conception Is In Itself The Most Severe Punishment They Can Suffer.

The Spirit Of Rebellion Is Present In Every Great City, And The Great Task Of Wise Government Is To Keep It Dormant, For If It Wakes It Is A Torrent Which No Dam Can Hold Back.

I Have Had Friends Who Have Acted Kindly Towards Me, And It Has Been My Good Fortune To Have It In My Power To Give Them Substantial Proofs Of My Gratitude.

I Know That I Have Lived Because I Have Felt, And, Feeling Giving Me The Knowledge Of My Existence.