To Like Things Like, Whatever One May

We Usually Lose Today, Because There Has Been A Yesterday, And Tomorrow Is Coming.

None Are So Hopelessly Enslaved, As Those Who Falsely Believe They Are Free. The Truth Has Been Kept From The Depth Of Their Minds By Masters Who Rule Them With Lies. They Feed Them On Falsehoods Till Wrong Looks Like Right In Their Eyes.

Collectors Are Happy People.

Who Is The Wisest Man? He Who Neither Knows Or Wishes For Anything Else Than What Happens.

Our Wishes Are Presentiments Of The Abilities That Lie In Us, Harbingers Of What We Will Be Able To Accomplish.