Destiny Has Two Ways Of Crushing Us

A Musical Theme Once Exhausted, Finds Its Due Refuge And Repose In Silence.

Time Is But The Space Between Our Memories; As Soon As We Cease To Perceive This Space, Time Has Disappeared.

Uncertainty Is The Refuge Of Hope.

Criticism Is Above All A Gift, An Intuition, A Matter Of Tact And Flair; It Cannot Be Taught Or Demonstrated--it Is An Art.

Liberty, Equality - Bad Principles! The Only True Principle For Humanity Is Justice; And Justice To The Feeble Is Protection And Kindness.