Whither Should We Aim If Not Towards

The Itch Is A Mean, Unconfessable, Ridiculous Malady; One Can Pity Someone Who Is Suffering ; Someone Who Wants To Scratch Himself Makes One Laugh.

Solitude Is Bearable Only With God.

In Hell There Is No Other Punishment Than To Begin Over And Over Again The Tasks Left Unfinished In Your Lifetime.

The Individual Never Asserts Himself More Than When He Forgets Himself.

I Intend To Bring You Strength, Joy, Courage, Perspicacity, Defiance.