Fiction Is The Microscope Of

Man, Man, Is Thy Brother, And Thy Father Is God.

The People Will Not Allow Themselves To Be Changed Into Hogs By The Circes Of Atheism. Their Souls Will Flash Indignation Against Their Transformers. A Day Will Come When They Will See That They Are Impoverished Under The Pretext Of Being Enriched; That, When They Are Robbed Of Their Souls And Of God, Both Their Titles To Liberty Are Stolen From Them.

Man Hath No Heaven And Time's Coast Is Chartless. He Speeds; We Pass Away!

Private Passions Grow Tired And Wear Themselves Out; Political Passions, Never.

Civil Wars Leave Nothing But Tombs.