We Never Remember Days, Only Moments.

Men Who Have A Tempestuous Inner Life And Do Not Seek To Give Vent To It By Talking Or Writing Are Simply Men Who Have No Tempestuous Inner Life. Give Company To A Lonely Man And He Will Talk More Than Anyone.

One Stops Being A Child When One Realizes That Telling One's Trouble Does Not Make It Any Better.

People Who Don't Know Any Better Will Always Be In The Dark Because The Power Lies In The Hands Of Men Who Take Good Care That Ordinary Folk Don't Understand, In The Hands, That Is, Of The Government, Of The Clerical Party, Of The Capitalists.

To Know The World, One Must Construct It

Because, To Despise Money, One Must Have Plenty Of It.