Sometimes, There Is No Harm In Putting

Perfection Is Not When There Is No More To Add, But No More To Take Away.

The Friend Within The Man Is That Part Of Him Which Belongs To You And Opens To You A Door Which Never, Perhaps, Is Opened To Another. Such A Friend Is True, And All He Says Is True; And He Loves You Even If He Hates You In Other Mansions Of His Heart.

He Had Taken Seriously Words Which Were Without Importance, And It Made Him Very Unhappy.

The Dignity Of The Individual Demands That He Be Not Reduced To Vassalage By The Largesse Of Others.

You Know... When You Are Sad You Love The Sunsets.