It Is The Evil That Lies In

The Living Are Just The Dead On Holiday

What Man Is There That Does Not Laboriously, Though All Unconsciously, Himself Fashion The Sorrow That Is To Be The Pivot Of His Life.

You Do Well To Have Visions Of A Better Life Than Of Every Day, But It Is The Life Of Every Day From Which The Elements Of A Better Life Must Come.

It Is Far More Important That One's Life Should Be Perceived Than That It Should Be Transformed; For No Sooner Has It Been Perceived, Than It Transforms Itself Of Its Own Accord.

Justice Is The Very Last Thing Of All Wherewith The Universe Concerns Itself. It Is Equilibrium That Absorbs Its Attention.