After All, Every Murderer When

You Cannot Create Experience. You Must Undergo It.

If Absolute Truth Belongs To Anyone In This World, It Certainly Does Not Belong To The Man Or Party That Claims To Possess It.

When I Was Young I Asked More Of People Than They Could Give: Everlasting Friendship, Endless Feeling. Now I Know To Ask Less Of Them Than They Can Give: A Straightforward Companionship. And Their Feelings, Their Friendship, Their Generous Actions Seem In My Eyes To Be Wholly Miraculous: A Consequence Of Grace Alone.

We Turn Toward God Only To Obtain The Impossible.

There Is But One Freedom, To Put Oneself Right With Death. After That Everything Is Possible.