There Is Always Hope In A Man

Science Must Have Originated In The Feeling That Something Was Wrong.

O Time! Time! How It Brings Forth And Devours! And The Roaring Flood Of Existence Rushes On Forever Similar, Forever Changing!

A Man Without A Goal Is Like A Ship Without A Rudder.

A Very Sea Of Thought; Neither Calm Nor Clear, If You Will, Yet Wherein The Toughest Pearl-diver May Dive To His Utmost Depth, And Return Not Only With Sea-wreck But With True Orients.

Happy The People Whose Annals Are Blank In History Books!