Despair Is The Only Genuine Atheism.

There Are Souls In This World Which Have The Gift Of Finding Joy Everywhere And Of Leaving It Behind Them When They Go.

Like A Morning Dream, Life Becomes More And More Bright The Longer We Live, And The Reason Of Everything Appears More Clear. What Has Puzzled Us Before Seems Less Mysterious, And The Crooked Paths Look Straighter As We Approach The End.

It Is Easy To Flatter; It Is Harder To Praise.

I Have Made As Much Out Of Myself As Could Be Made Of The Stuff, And No Man Should Require More.

Repetition Is The Mother Of Education.