Habit Is The Nursery Of Errors.

A Library Implies An Act Of Faith Which Generations, Still In Darkness Hid, Sign In Their Night In Witness Of The Dawn.

Do You Hear The People Sing Lost In The Valley Of The Night? It Is The Music Of A People Who Are Climbing To The Light. For The Wretched Of The Earth There Is A Flame That Never Dies. Even The Darkest Night Will End And The Sun Will Rise.

Ma Vie Est Une énigme Dont Ton Nom Est Le Mot. (my Life Is An Enigma, Of Which Your Name Is The Word.)

The Holy Law Of Jesus Christ Governs Our Civilisation, But It Does Not Yet Permeate It.

Sorrow Is A Fruit. God Does Not Make It Grow On Limbs Too Weak To Bear It.