Truth Usually Stammers At First.

Nothing Easier Than To Confuse Busyness With Goodness.

When Love Ends, We Cry Out Against Destiny. When Friendship Ends, We Cry Out Against Our Friend.

Arrogance Frowns; Pride Smiles.

The Aphorism Is A Slippery Plaything.

Compassion Brings Us To A Stop, And For A Moment We Rise Above Ourselves.