We Owe To The Middle Ages The

Like A Bird, When His Cage Is Opened, Stays On His Perch, Dazzled By Freedom, The Postponed Traveler Does Not See That His Cage, With Its Bars Of Anxiety, It Is Open.

A Great Statesman, Like A Good Housekeeper, Knows That Cleaning Has To Be Done Every Morning.

To Reason With Poorly Chosen Words Is Like Using A Pair Of Scales With Inaccurate Weights.

Old Age Is Far More Than White Hair, Wrinkles, The Feeling That It Is Too Late And The Game Finished, That The Stage Belongs To The Rising Generations. The True Evil Is Not The Weakening Of The Body, But The Indifference Of The Soul.

We Don't Love A Woman For What She Says, We Like What She Says Because We Love Her.