The Joy Which Is Caused By Truth

Before Using A Fine Word, Make A Place For It.

The Idea Of The Nest In The Bird's Mind, Where Does It Come From?

God Is The Place Where I Do Not Remember The Rest.

Ideas Never Lack For Words. It Is Words That Lack Ideas. As Soon As The Idea Has Come To Its Last Degree Of Perfection, The Word Blossoms.

How Many People Eat, Drink, And Get Married; Buy, Sell, And Build; Make Contracts And Attend To Their Fortune; Have Friends And Enemies, Pleasures And Pains, Are Born, Grow Up, Live And Die - But Asleep!