He Does Not Weep Who Does Not

Nothing Is More Imminent Than The Impossible . . . What We Must Always Foresee Is The Unforeseen.

Not Being Heard Is No Reason For Silence.

In The Twentieth Century War Will Be Dead, The Scaffold Will Be Dead, Hatred Will Be Dead, Frontier Boundaries Will Be Dead, Dogmas Will Be Dead; Man Will Live. He Will Possess Something Higher Than All These-a Great Country, The Whole Earth, And A Great Hope, The Whole Heaven.

He Who Contemplates The Depths Of Paris Is Seized With Vertigo. Nothing Is More Fantastic. Nothing Is More Tragic. Nothing Is More Sublime.

If I Were Jesus Christ, I Would Save Judas.