When Faith Burns Itself Out, 'tis God

The Friend Within The Man Is That Part Of Him Which Belongs To You And Opens To You A Door Which Never, Perhaps, Is Opened To Another. Such A Friend Is True, And All He Says Is True; And He Loves You Even If He Hates You In Other Mansions Of His Heart.

It Is Always In The Midst, In The Epicenter, Of Your Troubles That You Find Serenity.

Good Taste" Is A Virtue Of The Keepers Of Museums. If You Scorn Bad Taste, You Will Have Neither Painting Nor Dancing, Neither Palaces Nor Gardens.

If France Is To Be Judged, Judge Her Not By The Effects Of Her Defeat But By Her Readiness To Sacrifice Herself.

Although Human Life Is Priceless, We Always Act As If Something Had An Even Greater Price Than Life... But What Is That Something?