The Thirst For The Infinite Proves Infinity.

Beauty Is As Useful As The Useful. More So, Perhaps. (le Beau Est Aussi Utile Que L'utile. Plus Peut-etre.)

Years Place At Last A Venerable Crown Upon A Head.

Certain Thoughts Are Prayers. There Are Moments When, Whatever Be The Attitude Of The Body, The Soul Is On Its Knees.

Wherever The Turkish Hoof Trods, No Grass Grows.

In Joined Hands There Is Still Some Token Of Hope, In The Clenched Fist None.