When A Child Is Born The Mother

She Belongs To A Race Of Delightful Women, Who Never Do Any Harm, Whom Everybody Calls Good, And Who Are Very Severe On Those Who Do Not Pretend To Be Good.

There Is No Refuge From Memory And Remorse In This World. The Spirits Of Our Foolish Deeds Haunt Us, With Or Without Repentance.

Nothing Is So Unproductive As The Law. It Is Expensive Whether You Win Or Lose.

War Is Cruelty, And None Can Make It Gentle.

Every Shot That Kills Ricochets.