The Nighttime Of The Body Is The

This World Is Run With Far Too Tight A Rein For Luck To Interfere. Fortune Sells Her Wares; She Never Gives Them. In Some Form Or Other, We Pay For Her Favors; Or We Go Empty Away.

The Great Difference Between Voyages Rests Not With The Ships, But With The People You Meet On Them.

Youth Is Always Sure That Change Must Mean Something Better.

Injustice Is A Sixth Sense, And Rouses All The Others.

To Take Offence Is A Great Folly, And To Give Offence Is A Great Folly - I Know Not Which Is The Greater.