When A Man Understands The Art Of

Hypocrisy Is Nothing, In Fact, But A Horrible Hopefulness.

If God Had Intended That Man Should Go Backward, He Would Have Given Him Eyes In The Back Of His Head.

Love Has No Middle Term; Either It Destroys, Or It Saves. All Human Destiny Is This Dilemma. This Dilemma, Destruction Or Salvation, No Fate Proposes More Inexorably Than Love. Love Is Life, If It Is Not Death. Cradle; Coffin, Too. The Same Sentiment Says Yes And No In The Human Heart. Of All The Things God Has Made, The Human Heart Is The One That Sheds Most Light, And Alas! Most Night.

The Hand Which Moves Over The Dial Moves Also Among Souls.

There Is One Spectacle Grander Than The Sea, That Is The Sky.