There Is Scarcely Any Passion

Autumn Is A Second Spring When Every Leaf Is A Flower.

Martyrs, My Friend, Have To Choose Between Being Forgotten, Mocked Or Used. As For Being Understood - Never.

Those Who Lack The Courage Will Always Find A Philosophy To Justify It.

The World I Live In Is Loathsome To Me, But I Feel One With The Men Who Suffer In It

After All, Every Murderer When He Kills Runs The Risk Of The Most Dreadful Of Deaths, Whereas Those Who Kill Him Risk Nothing Except Promotion.