It Is Not Ignorance But

Love Is ...not A Fact In Nature Of Which We Become Aware, But Rather A Creation Of The Human Imagination.

To Have Passed Through Life And Never Experienced Solitude Is To Have Never Known Oneself. To Have Never Known Oneself Is To Have Never Known Anyone.

Whenever Man Forgets That Man Is An Animal, The Result Is Always To Make Him Less Humane.

Man Is The Only One In Whom The Instinct Of Life Falters Long Enough To Enable It To Ask The Question "why?

There Are Some Optimists Who Search Eagerly For The Skunk Cabbage Which In February Sometimes Pushes Itself Up Through The Ice, And Who Call It A Sign Of Spring. I Wish That I Could Feel That Way About It, But I Do Not. The Truth Of The Matter, To Me, Is Simply That Skunk Cabbage Blooms In The Winter Time.