Nothing Is Great But The

The World Is All Gates, All Opportunities, Strings Of Tension Waiting To Be Struck.

If You Put A Chain Around The Neck Of A Slave, The Other End Fastens Itself Around Your Own.

Common Sense Is As Rare As Genius.

Personal Beauty Is Then First Charming And Itself, When It Dissatisfies Us With Any End; When It Becomes A Story Without An End; When It Suggests Gleams And Visions, And Not Earthly Satisfactions; When It Makes The Beholder Feel His Unworthiness; When He Cannot Feel His Right To It, Though He Were Caesar; He Cannot Feel More Right To It Than To The Firmament And The Splendors Of A Sunset.

The Real And Lasting Victories Are Those Of Peace, And Not Of War.