... Habit Starts At The

I Would Rather Live My Life As If There Is A God And Die To Find Out There Isn't, Than Live As If There Isn't And To Die To Find Out That There Is.

Mother Died Today. Or Maybe Yesterday; I Can't Be Sure.

But What Is Happiness Except The Simple Harmony Between A Man And The Life He Leads?

Nothing Is More Despicable Than Respect Based On Fear.

We Must Stitch Up What Has Been Torn Apart, Render Justice Imaginable In The World Which Is So Obviously Unjust, Make Happiness Meaningful For Nations Poisoned By The Misery Of This Century. Naturally, It Is A Superhuman Task. But Tasks Are Called Superhuman When Men Take A Long Time To Complete Them, That Is All.