Oblivion Is Full Of People Who Allow

None Are More Hopelessly Enslaved Than Those Who Falsely Believe They Are Free.

The Really Unhappy Person Is The One Who Leaves Undone What They Can Do, And Starts Doing What They Don't Understand; No Wonder They Come To Grief.

Those Who Have No Hope For A Future Life Are Already Dead For The Present One.

Modern Poets Add A Lot Of Water To Their Ink.

It Is Impossible That Beauty Should Ever Distinctly Appreciate Itself.