Happiness Gives Us The Energy Which Is

Oh Be Swift To Live, Make Haste To Be Kind.

To Feel Keenly The Poetry Of A Morning's Roses, One Has To Have Just Escaped From The Claws Of This Vulture Which We Call Sickness.

Are We Not All Shipwrecked,...condemned To Death?... However Impatient Our Neighbours Make Us, However Much Indignation Our Race Arouses, We Are All Bound Together, And The Companions Of A Chain-gang Have Everything To Lose By Mutual Insults.

Man Becomes Man Only By His Intelligence, But He Is Man Only By His Heart.

Doubt Of The Reality Of Love Ends By Making Us Doubt Everything.