Whilst Power, Superimposed, Always Needs The Help

To Say That A Single Human Being, Because Of His Birth, Becomes An Untouchable, Unapproachable Or Invisible Is To Deny God.

Healthy Discontent Is The Prelude To Progress.

When There Is War, The Poet Lays Down The Lyre, The Lawyer His Law Reports, The Schoolboy His Books.

Even A Little Untruth Destroys A Man, As A Drop Of Poison Ruins Milk.

We Notice That The Mind Is A Restless Bird; The More It Gets The More It Wants, And Still Remains Unsatisfied. The More We Indulge Our Passions The More Unbridled They Become. Our Ancestors, Therefore, Set A Limit To Our Indulgences. They Saw That Happiness Was Largely A Mental Condition. A Man Is Not Necessarily Happy Because He Is Rich, Or Unhappy Because He Is Poor.... Millions Will Always Remain Poor.