The Most Common Lie Is That Which

It Is So Little True That Martyrs Offer Any Support To The Truth Of A Cause That I Am Inclined To Deny That Any Martyr Has Ever Had Anything To Do With The Truth At All.

At Present I Am Light, Now I Fly, Now I See Myself Below Me, Now A God Dances Through Me.

I Would Believe Only In A God That Knows How To Dance.

Ah, There Are So Many Things Betwixt Heaven And Earth Of Which Only The Poets Have Dreamed!

We Are In The Greatest Danger Of Being Run Over When We Have Just Gotten Out Of The Way Of A Carriage.