The World Is The Sum-total Of Our

To Rule Is Not So Much A Question Of The Heavy Hand As The Firm Seat.

Excellence Means When A Man Or Woman Asks Of Himself More Than Others Do.

Poetry Has Become The Higher Algebra Of Metaphors.

Towns Are Full Of People, Houses Full Of Tenants, Hotels Full Of Guests, Trains Full Of Travelers, Cafés Full Of Customers, Parks Full Of Promenaders, Consulting-rooms Of Famous Doctors Full Of Patients, Theatres Full Of Spectators, And Beaches Full Of Bathers. What Previously Was, In General, No Problem, Now Begins To Be An Everyday One, Namely, To Find Room.

Triumph Cannot Help Being Cruel.