Oblivion Is The Flower That Grows Best

You Can Bind My Body, Tie My Hands, Govern My Actions: You Are The Strongest, And Society Adds To Your Power; But With My Will, Sir, You Can Do Nothing.

Heavens! Whatever Possesses Us, Here Below, That We Mutually Torment Ourselves, Sourly Reproach Our Mutual Faults, And Mercilessly Condemn All That Is Not Cut According To Our Pattern?

Weakness Is Oftentimes So Palpable As To Be Equivalent To Wickedness.

No One Makes A Revolution By Himself; And There Are Some Revolutions Which Humanity Accomplishes Without Quite Knowing How, Because It Is Everybody Who Takes Them In Hand.

It Is Love, Not Faith, That Moves Mountains.