God Sends Rain, But He

My Entire Soul Is A Cry, And All My Work Is A Commentary On That Cry.

The Highest Point A Man Can Attain Is Not Knowledge, Or Virtue, Or Goodness, Or Victory, But Something Even Greater, More Heroic And More Despairing: Sacred Awe!

It Doesn't Matter Whether Or Not You Have A Head, You Must Wear The Right Sort Of Hat

Beauty Is Merciless. You Do Not Look At It, It Looks At You And Does Not Forgive.

Overdraw Me, Lord, And Who Cares If I Break.