My Hands Are Clean, But My Heart

The Worst, The Least Curable Hatred Is That Which Has Superseded Deep Love.

Courage May Be Taught As A Child Us Taught To Speak.

There Is No Harbor Of Peace From The Changing Waves Of Joy And Despair.

A Sharp-tempered Woman, Or, For That Matter, A Man, Is Easier To Deal With Than The Clever Type Who Holds Her Tongue.

The Fountains Of Sacred Rivers Flow Upwards (i.e., Everything Is Turned Topsy Turvy).