The More The Change, The More It

Uncertainty Is The Worst Of All Evils Until The Moment When Reality Makes Us Regret Uncertainty.

All People Have Three Characters, That Which They Exhibit, That Which They Have, And That Which They Think They Have.

A Woman Who Writes Commits Two Sins; She Increases The Number Of Books, And Decreases The Number Of Women.

The More Things Change, The More They Stay The Same.

Let Us Try To See Things From Their Better Side: You Complain About Seeing Thorny Rose Bushes; Me, I Rejoice And Give Thanks To The Gods That Thorns Have Roses.