The Hands Are The Heart's Messengers.

The Cynics In Life Are The People Who Are Always Trying To Do Things For People Who Don't Want Things Done For Them.

We Don't Like Flowers That Do Not Wilt; They Must Die, And Nine She-camel Hairs Aid Memory.

I Believe Verbal Felicity Is The Fruit Of Ardor, Of Diligence, And Of Refusing To Be False.

You're Not Free Until You've Been Made Captive By Supreme Belief.

The Deft White-stockinged Dance In Thick-soled Shoes! Denmark's Sanctuaried Jews!