Others Go To Bed With Their Mistresses;

I Come From All Places And To All Places I Go: I Am Art Among The Arts And Mountain Among Mountains. I Know The Strange Names Of Flowers And Herbs And Of Fatal Deceptions And Magnificent Griefs. In Night's Darkness I've Seen Raining Down On My Head Pure Flames, Flashing Rays Of Beauty Divine.

Charm Is A Product Of The Unexpected.

Fortunately, There Is A Sane Equilibrium In The Character Of Nations, As There Is In That Of Men.

He Who Does Not See Things In Their Depth Should Not Call Himself A Radical.

A Child, From The Time He Can Think, Should Think About All He Sees, Should Suffer For All Who Cannot Live With Honesty, Should Work So That All Men Can Be Honest, And Should Be Honest Himself.