Truth Is A Hard Master, And Costly

I Do Believe I Begin To Grasp The Nature Of Miracles! For Would It Be A Miracle, If There Was Any Reason For It? Miracles Have Nothing To Do With Reason. Miracles Contradict Reason, They Strike Clean Across Mere Human Deserts, And Deliver And Save Where They Will. If They Made Sense, They Would Not Be Miracles.

There Is No One Who Cannot Be Hated, Against Whatever Odds. Nor Anyone Who Cannot Be Loved, Against All Reason.

Nothing Is More Pleasing And Engaging Than The Sense Of Having Conferred Benefits. Not Even The Gratification Of Receiving Them.

Beauty Is A Perilous Gift.

Too Much Trust Is Folly, In An Imperfect World.