A Profound Thought Is In A Constant

History Only Exists, In The Final Analysis, For God.

In Normal Times All Of Us Know, Whether Consciously Or Not, That There Is No Love Which Can't Be Bettered; Nevertheless, We Reconcile Ourselves More Or Less Easily To The Fact That Ours Has Never Risen Above The Average.

You Always Get Exaggerated Notions Of Things You Don't Know Anything About.

Myths Are Made For The Imagination To Breath Life Into Them.

Somebody Has To Have The Last Word. If Not, Every Argument Could Be Opposed By Another And We'd Never Be Done With It.