Hope Has Two Lovely Daughters, Anger And

I Was Unhappy And So Is Every Soul Unhappy Which Is Tied To Its Love For Mortal Things; When It Loses Them, It Is Torn In Pieces, And It Is Then That It Comes To Realize The Unhappiness Which Was There Even Before It Lost Them.

Let Those Who Think I Have Said Too Little And Those Who Think I Have Said Too Much, Forgive Me; And Let Those Who Think I Have Said Just Enough Thank God With Me.

We Come To God By Love And Not By Navigation.

For It Is Better To Suffer A Little Want Than To Have Too Much.

In The Absence Of Justice, What Is Sovereignty But Organized Robbery?