I Am Sure Of Very Little, And

Sympathy Is The Child Of Imagination

When We Fully Understand The Brevity Of Life, Its Fleeting Joys And Unavoidable Pains; When We Accept The Facts That All Men And Women Are Approaching An Inevitable Doom: The Consciousness Of It Should Make Us More Kindly And Considerate Of Each Other. This Feeling Should Make Men And Women Use Their Best Efforts To Help Their Fellow Travelers On The Road, To Make The Path Brighter And Easier As We Journey On. It Should Bring A Closer Kinship, A Better Understanding, And A Deeper Sympathy For The Wayfarers Who Must Live A Common Life And Die A Common Death.

I Have Never Killed Any One, But I Have Read Some Obituary Notices With Great Satisfaction.

We Know Life Is Futile. A Man Who Considers That His Life Is Of Very Wonderful Importance Is Awfully Close To A Padded Cell.

Instead Of Yielding To Idle Conversation It Might Profit One To Cultivate Silence And Contemplation.