The Living Are Just The Dead On

We Possess Only The Happiness We Able To Understand.

All Our Knowledge Merely Helps Us To Die A More Painful Death Than The Animals That Know Nothing. A Day Will Come When Science Will Turn Upon Its Error And No Longer Hesitate To Shorten Our Woes. A Day Will Come When It Will Dare And Act With Certainty; When Life, Grown Wiser, Will Depart Silently At Its Hour, Knowing That It Has Reached Its Term.

The Future Is A World Limited By Ourselves; In It We Discover Only What Concerns Us And, Sometimes, By Chance, What Interests Those Whom We Love The Most.

The Souls Of All Our Brethren Are Ever Hovering About Us, Craving For A Caress, And Only Waiting For The Signal.

It Is Not From Reason That Justice Springs, But Goodness Is Born Of Wisdom.