To Err Is Human. To Loaf Is

To Study In Paris Is To Be Born In Paris!

Nothing Awakens Reminiscence Like An Aroma.

When Liberty Returns, I Will Return.

Love, Thine Is The Future. Death, I Use Thee, But I Hate Thee. Citizens, There Shall Be In The Future Neither Darkness Nor Thunderbolts; Neither Ferocious Ignorance Nor Blood For Blood.

A Mother's Arms Are Made Of Tenderness And Children Sleep Soundly In Them.