I Was Dying When You Came.

He Saw Before Him Two Roads, Both Equally Straight ; But He Saw Two; And That Terrified Him — Him, Who Had Never In His Life Known But One Straight Line. And, Bitter Anguish, These Two Roads Were Contradictory.

Fame Must Have Enemies, As Light Must Have Gnats.

Puns Are The Droppings Of Soaring Wits.

It Is Not So Easy To Keep Silent When The Silence Is A Lie.

Love, Thine Is The Future. Death, I Use Thee, But I Hate Thee. Citizens, There Shall Be In The Future Neither Darkness Nor Thunderbolts; Neither Ferocious Ignorance Nor Blood For Blood.