The Word Is The Verb, And The

Labor Is Life; Thought Is Light.

The Power Of A Glance Has Been So Much Abused In Love Stories, That It Has Come To Be Disbelieved In. Few People Dare Now To Say That Two Beings Have Fallen In Love Because They Have Looked At Each Other. Yet It Is In This Way That Love Begins, And In This Way Only.

Men Are Still Men. The Despot's Wickedness Comes Of Ill Teaching, And Of Power's Excess,-- Comes Of The Purple He From Childhood Wears, Slaves Would Be Tyrants If The Chance Were Theirs.

Between The Government Which Does Evil And The People Who Accept It - There Is A Certain Shameful Solidarity.

Everything Being A Constant Carnival, There Is No Carnival Left.