The Dog Who Meets With A Good

The Hour Of Justice Does Not Strike On The Dials Of This World.

As Soon As We Put Something Into Words, We Devalue It In A Strange Way. We Think We Have Plunged Into The Depths Of The Abyss, And When We Return To The Surface The Drop Of Water On Our Pale Fingertips No Longer Resembles The Sea From Which It Comes. We Delude Ourselves That We Have Discovered A Wonderful Treasure Trove, And When We Return To The Light Of Day We Find That We Have Brought Back Only False Stones And Shards Of Glass; And Yet The Treasure Goes On Glimmering In The Dark, Unaltered.

Our Reason May Prove What It Will: Our Reason Is Only A Feeble Ray That Has Issued From Nature.

Men's Weaknesses Are Often Necessary To The Purposes Of Life.

The Decent Moderation Of Today Will Be The Least Of Human Things Tomorrow. At The Time Of The Spanish Inquisition, The Opinion Of Good Sense And Of The Good Medium Was Certainly That People Ought Not To Burn Too Large A Number Of Heretics; Extreme And Unreasonable Opinion Obviously Demanded That They Should Burn None At All.