God Will Pardon Me. It Is His

The Fundamental Evil Of The World Arose From The Fact That The Good Lord Has Not Created Money Enough.

The Violets Prattle And Titter, And Gaze On The Stars High Above.

The Arrow Belongs Not To The Archer When It Has Once Left The Bow; The Word No Longer Belongs To The Speaker When It Has Once Passed His Lips, Especially When It Has Been Multiplied By The Press.

Every Period Of Time Is A Sphinx That Throws Itself Into The Abyss As Soon As Its Riddle Has Been Solved.

In The Image Of The Lion Made He Kittens Small And Curious.