You Must Write For Children The Same

The Poor Are Always Rich In Children, And In The Dirt And Ditches Of This Street There Are Groups Of Them From Morning To Night, Hungry, Naked And Dirty. Children Are The Living Flowers Of The Earth, But These Had The Appearance Of Flowers That Have Faded Prematurely, Because They Grew In Ground Where There Was No Healthy Nourishment.

When Everything Is Easy One Quickly Gets Stupid.

There Is No One On Earth More Disgusting And Repulsive Than He Who Gives Alms. Even As There Is No One So Miserable As He Who Accepts Them.

What Can You Do By Killing? Nothing. You Kill One Dog, The Master Buys Another-that's All There Is To It.

In The Maxim Of The Past You Cannot Go Anywhere.