Liberation Is Not Deliverance.

Out Milky Way Is The Dwelling; The Nebulae Are The City.

Life Is A Theatre Set In Which There Are But Few Practicable Entrances.

Do You Know What Friendship Is?' He Asked. 'yes,' Replied The Gypsy; 'it Is To Be Brother And Sister; Two Souls Which Touch Without Mingling, Two Fingers On One Hand.' 'and Love?' Pursued Gringoire. 'oh! Love!' Said She, And Her Voice Trembled, And Her Eye Beamed. 'that Is To Be Two And To Be But One. A Man And A Woman Mingled Into One Angel. It Is Heaven.

A Man Trying To Escape Never Thinks Himself Sufficiently Concealed.

Why Worry About What Threatens Our Heads Or Purses? Let Us Think Instead Of What Threatens Our Souls.