Money Is The God Of Our Time,

He Only Profits From Praise Who Values Criticism.

Life Is All Too Wondrous Sweet, And The World Is So Beautifully Bewildered; It Is The Dream Of An Intoxicated Divinity.

The Negro King Desired To Be Portrayed As White. But Do Not Laugh At The Poor African; For Every Man Is But Another Negro King, And Would Like To Appear In A Color Different From That With Which Fate Has Bedaubed Him.

You Cannot Feed The Hungry On Statistics.

Silence Can Be Defined As Conversation With An Englishman