One May Demand Of Me

Only The Bad Man Is Alone.

If You Want Me To Believe In God, You Must Make Me Touch Him.

I Have Only A Small Flickering Light To Guide Me In The Darkness Of A Thick Forest. Up Comes A Theologian And Blows It Out.

Une Danse Est Un Poe' Me. A Dance Is A Poem.

Man Was Born To Live With His Fellow Human Beings. Separate Him, Isolate Him, His Character Will Go Bad, A Thousand Ridiculous Affects Will Invade His Heart, Extravagant Thoughts Will Germinate In His Brain, Like Thorns In An Uncultivated Land.