When A Man's Hand Touches The Hand

Yesterday Is Ever Jealous Of...tomorrow.

To Be Able To Look Back Upon Ones Life In Satisfaction, Is To Live Twice.

Should We All Confess Our Sins To One Another We Would All Laugh At One Another For Our Lack Of Originality

We Shall Never Understand One Another Until We Reduce The Language To Seven Words.

For The Vision Of One Man Lends Not Its Wings To Another Man.