We Cannot Tear Out A Single Page

We Cannot Tear Out A Single Page Of Our Life, But We Can Throw The Whole Book In The Fire.

Ah! That Senate Is A World Of Ice And Darkness! It Votes The Destruction Of Peoples As The Simplest And Wisest Thing; For Its Members Themselves Are Moribund.

One Never Knows How Much A Family May Grow; And When A Hive Is Too Full, And It Is Necessary To Form A New Swarm, Each One Thinks Of Carrying Away His Own Honey.

Oblivion Is The Flower That Grows Best On Graves.

Nothing Resembles Selfishness More Closely Than Self-respect