I Love All Men Who

A Language Does Not Become Fixed. The Human Intellect Is Always On The March, Or, If You Prefer, In Movement, And Languages With It.

Have But Luck, And You Will Have The Rest; Be Fortunate, And You Will Be Thought Great.

Everything Changes. The Only Thing That Remains Immovable Across The Centuries And Fixes The Character Of A People Is Cooking.

There Is Such A Thing As The Pressure Of Darkness.

Youth, Even In Its Sorrows, Always Has A Brilliancy Of Its Own.