Old Age Is But A Second Childhood.

You Vote Yourselves Salaries Out Of The Public Funds And Care Only For Your Own Personal Interests; Hence The State Limps Along.

There Is No Honest Man! Not One, That Can Resist The Attraction Of Gold!

If You Strike Upon A Thought That Baffles You, Break Off From That Entanglement And Try Another, So Shall Your Wits Be Fresh To Start Again.

Ye Children Of Man! Whose Life Is A Span, Protracted With Sorrow From Day To Day, Naked And Featherless, Feeble And Querulous, Sickly, Calamitous Creatures Of Clay!

Love Is Merely The Name For The Desire And Pursuit Of The Whole.