We Swallow With One Gulp The Lie

Oh! How Near Are Genius And Madness! Men Imprison Them And Chain Them, Or Raise Statues To Them.

The World Is The House Of The Strong. I Shall Not Know Until The End What I Have Lost Or Won In This Place, In This Vast Gambling Den Where I Have Spent More Than Sixty Years, Dice Box In Hand, Shaking The Dice.

The Pit Of A Theatre Is The One Place Where The Tears Of Virtuous And Wicked Men Alike Are Mingled.

All Things Must Be Examined, Debated, Investigated Without Exception And Without Regard For Anyone's Feelings.

Give, But, If Possible, Spare The Poor Man The Shame Of Begging.