Ideas Are A Capital That

That Which Happens To The Soil When It Ceases To Be Cultivated By The Social Man Happens To Man Himself When He Foolishly Forsakes Society For Solitude; The Brambles Grow Up In His Desert Heart.

Mutability Is Written Upon All Things.

History Is Only Time Furnished With Dates And Rich With Events.

It Is Said That Friendship Between Women Is Only A Suspension Of Hostilities.

Axioms Are Delightful In Theory, But Impossible In Practice.