In The Face Of Evil, Detachment Is

Illness Is Regarded As A Crime, And Crime Is Regarded As Illness.

Rome Is All Things High And Low. It Is Like God, It Accommodates So Much.

We Are All Proprietary Toward Cities We Love. 'ah, You Should Have Seen Her When I Loved Her!' We Say, Reciting Glories Since Faded Or Defiled, Trusting Her To No One Else; That Others Should Know And Love Her In Her Present Fallen State (for She Must Fall Without Our Vigilant Love) Is A Species Of Betrayal.

Great Unhappiness Is Incompatible With The Belief That It Will Ever End.

What You Desire You Call Into Being.