Wherever Books Are Burned, Human Beings Are

The Men Of The Past Had Convictions, While We Moderns Have Only Opinions.

My Heart Resembles The Ocean; Has Storm, And Ebb And Flow; And Many A Beautiful Pearl Lies Hid In Its Depths Below.

You Cannot Feed The Hungry On Statistics.

No Compass Has Ever Been Invented For The High Seas Of Matrimony.

Thought Is Invisible Nature.