To Learn One Must Be Humble. But

Hell Is The Centre Of Evils And, As You Know, Things Are More Intense At Their Centres Than At Their Remotest Points.

The End He Had Been Born To Serve Yet Did Not See Had Led Him To Escape By An Unseen Path And Now It Beckoned To Him Once More And A New Adventure Was About To Be Opened To Him.

The Supreme Question About A Work Of Art Is Out Of How Deep A Life Does It Spring.

Let My Country Die For Me.

My Heart Is Quite Calm Now. I Will Go Back.