Sisterly Love Is, Of All Sentiments, The

Is Not Man Himself The Most Unsettled Of All The Creatures Of The Earth? What Is This Trembling Sensation That Is Intensified With Each Ascending Step In The Natural Order?

Killing Time Is The Chief End Of Our Society.

Memories Are Like Stones, Time And Distance Erode Them Like Acid.

When I Say "i," I Mean A Thing Absolutely Unique, Not To Be Confused With Any Other.

All Of Us Are Mad. If It Weren't For The Fact That Every One Of Us Is Slightly Abnormal, There Wouldn't Be Any Point In Giving Each Person A Separate Name.