The Man Who Has Entered

Let Us Lose None Of Their Humble Words, Let Us Note Their Slightest Gestures, And Tell Me, Tell Me That We Will Think Of Them Together, Now And Later, When We Realise The Misery Of The Times And The Magnitude Of Their Sacrifice.

It Is Always Brave To Say What Everyone Thinks.

I Have Too Much Respect For The Idea Of God To Make It Responsible For Such An Absurd World.

We Do Not Know The True Value Of Our Moments Until They Have Undergone The Test Of Memory. Like The Images The Photographer Plunges Into A Golden Bath, Our Sentiments Take On Color; And Only Then, After That Recoil And That Trans-figuration, Do We Understand Their Real Meaning And Enjoy Them In All Their Tranquil Splendor.

A Library Is That Venerable Place Where Men Preserve The History Of Their Experience, Their Tentative Experiments, Their Discoveries, And Their Plans... In Books May Be Found The Recipes For Daily Living - The Prescriptions For The Mind And The Heart.