Emotions Are The Curse Of Logic.

Religions Often Partake Of The Myth Of Progress That Shields Us From The Terrors Of An Uncertain Future.

Growth Is Limited By That Necessity Which Is Present In The Least Amount.

When I Need To Identify Rebels, I Look For Men With Principles

The Young Reed Dies So Easily. Beginnings Are Times Of Great Peril.

Jessica Stopped Beside Him, Said: 'what Delicious Abandon In The Sleep Of A Child.' He Spoke Mechanically: 'if Only Adults Could Relax Like That.' 'yes.' 'where Do We Lose It?' He Murmured. 'we Do, Indeed, Lose Something,' She Said.