The Suitable Is The Last Thing We

I Haven't Much Opinion Of Words. They're Apt To Set Fire To A Dry Tongue, That's What I Say.

A Doctrine Of Endurance Flows Easily From Our Lips When We Are Enduring Jam And Our Neighbors Dry Bread, And It Is Still Possible For Us To Become Resigned To The Afflictions Of Our Brother.

There Is No State Of Satisfaction, Because To Himself No Man Is A Success.

Of One Thing Alone I Am Very Sure: It Is A Law Of Our Nature That The Memory Of Longing Should Survive The More Fugitive Memory Of Fulfillment.

Theories Have Nothing To Do With Life.