Thought Flies And Words Go On Foot.

Thought Flies And Words Go On Foot.

Perhaps The Greatest Consolation Of The Oppressed Is To Consider Themselves Superior To Their Tyrants.

Yesterday, Happiness Came In Suddenly, As It Used To, And Remained For A Moment In The Great, Dark, Silent Drawing Room.

You Cannot Imagine At All How Much You Interest God; He Is Interested In You As If There Were No One Else On Earth.

I Enter The World Called Real As One Enters A Mist.