Sorrow Makes Us Very Good

Where There Is No Longer Love, There Is No Longer Anything.

Celebrate Within Yourself That Wonderful Treasure . . . True Kindness.

Nothing Is So Easy As To Deceive One’s Self When One Does Not Lack Wit And Is Familiar With All The Niceties Of Language. Language Is A Prostitute Queen Who Descends And Rises To All Roles. Disguises Herself, Arrays Herself In Fine Apparel, Hides Her Head And Effaces Herself; An Advocate Who Has An Answer For Everything, Who Has Always Foreseen Everything, And Who Assumes A Thousand Forms In Order To Be Right. The Most Honorable Of Men Is He Who Thinks Best And Acts Best, But The Most Powerful Is He Who Is Best Able To Talk And Write

I'm Beginning To Believe That There Are Angels Disguised As Men Who Pass Themselves Off As Such And Who Inhabit The Earth For A While To Console And Lift Up With Them Toward Heaven The Poor, Exhausted And Saddened Souls Who Were Ready To Perish Here Below.

A Woman's Heart Has No Wrinkles.