It Is A Sin Not To Do

Others Go To Bed With Their Mistresses; I With My Ideas.

But Love, Like The Sun That It Is, Sets Afire And Melts Everything. What Greed And Privilege To Build Up Over Whole Centuries The Indignation Of A Pious Spirit, With Its Natural Following Of Oppressed Souls, Will Cast Down With A Single Shove.

Love Is The Bond Between Men, The Way To Teach And The Center Of The World.

Fortunately, There Is A Sane Equilibrium In The Character Of Nations, As There Is In That Of Men.

Like Stones Rolling Down Hills, Fair Ideas Reach Their Objectives Despite All Obstacles And Barriers. It May Be Possible To Speed Or Hinder Them, But Impossible To Stop Them.