The Future Has Several Names. For The

A Saint Addicted To Excessive Self-abnegation Is A Dangerous Associate; He May Infect You With Poverty, And A Stiffening Of Those Joints Which Are Needed For Advancement-in A Word, With More Renunciation Than You Care For-and So You Flee The Contagion.

Spira, Spera. (breathe, Hope)

I'm Not In The World To Guard My Own Life, But To Guard Souls

Tobacco Is The Plant That Converts Thoughts Into Dreams.

If People Did Not Love One Another, I Really Don't See What Use There Would Be In Having Any Spring.