The Impotence Of God Is Infinite.

Until You Have Loved An Animal, Part Of Your Soul Will Have Remained Dormant.

The Law In Its Majesty Prohibits Rich And Poor Alike From Sleeping Under Bridges.

We Live Between Two Dense Clouds; The Forgetting Of What Was And The Uncertainty Of What Will Be.

To Accomplish Great Things, We Must Not Only Act, But Also Dream; Not Only Plan, But Also Believe.

It Is Not Customary To Love What One Has.