Disgrace Is The Synonym Of Discovery.

What A Frightful Weapon Is Human Thought! It Is Our Defense And Our Safeguard, The Most Precious Gift That God Has Made Us. It Is Ours And It Obeys Us; We May Launch It Forth Into Space, But, Once Outside Of Our Feeble Brains, It Is Gone; We Can No Longer Control It.

The Most Despairing Songs Are The Most Beautiful, And I Know Some Immortal Ones That Are Pure Tears.

[i]f You Are Truly A Man, Sure Of Yourself And Confident Of Your Strength, You May Taste Of Life Without Fear And Without Reserve; You May Be Sad Or Joyous, Deceived Or Respected; But Be Sure You Are Loved, For What Matters The Rest?

Few Persons Enjoy Real Liberty; We Are All Slaves To Ideas Or Habits.

Nothing Is A Sin When You Obey The Orders Of A Priest