Only The Bad Man Is Alone.

Pithy Sentences Are Like Sharp Nails Which Force Truth Upon Our Memory.

The God Of The Christians Is A Father Who Makes Much Of His Apples, And Very Little Of His Children.

There Are Cats And Cats.

As Long As The Centuries Continue To Unfold, The Number Of Books Will Grow Continually, And One Can Predict That A Time Will Come When It Will Be Almost As Difficult To Learn Anything From Books As From The Direct Study Of The Whole Universe. It Will Be Almost As Convenient To Search For Some Bit Of Truth Concealed In Nature As It Will Be To Find It Hidden Away In An Immense Multitude Of Bound Volumes.

I Am Wholly Yours - You Are Everything To Me; We Will Sustain Each Other In All The Ills Of Life It May Please Fate To Inflict Upon Us; You Will Soothe My Troubles; I Will Comfort You In Yours.