Silence Is The Wit Of

Until You Have Loved An Animal, Part Of Your Soul Will Have Remained Dormant.

It Is Only The Poor Who Are Forbidden To Beg.

What We Call Happiness Is What We Do Not Know.

The Future Is A Convenient Place For Dreams.

What Can Be More Foolish Than To Think That All This Rare Fabric Of Heaven And Earth Could Come By Chance, When All The Skill Of Art Is Not Able To Make An Oyster!