God Is Always The Last Resource.

In Prosperity Prayers Seem But A Mere Medley Of Words, Until Misfortune Comes And The Unhappy Sufferer First Understands The Meaning Of The Sublime Language In Which He Invokes The Pity Of Heaven!

True, I Have Raped History, But It Has Produced Some Beautiful Offspring.

One Always Hurries Towards Happiness, Monsieur Danglars, Because When One Has Suffered Much, One Is At Pains To Believe In It.

All For One And One For All, United We Stand Divided We Fall.

Haste Is A Poor Counselor