Truly As The Sun Can Rot Or

I Believe Verbal Felicity Is The Fruit Of Ardor, Of Diligence, And Of Refusing To Be False.

There Never Was A War That Was Not Inward; I Must Fight Till I Have Conquered In Myself What Causes War.

The Deepest Feeling Always Shows Itself In Silence.

The Power Of The Visible Is The Invisible.

War Is Pillage Versus Resistance And If Illusions Of Magnitude Could Be Transmuted Into Ideals Of Magnanimity, Peace Might Be Realized.