Wisdom And Eloquence Are Not

A Language Does Not Become Fixed. The Human Intellect Is Always On The March, Or, If You Prefer, In Movement, And Languages With It.

And So, Being In Heaven, It Was Easy For Him To Lose Sight Of Earth.

Where Would The Shout Of Love Begin, If Not From The Summit Of Sacrifice?

Oh Lord! Open The Doors Of Night For Me So That I May Leave This Place And Disappear.

It Is From Books That Wise Men Derive Consolation In The Troubles Of Life.