The World Belongs To Those

Fools Usually Know Best That Which The Wise Despair Of Ever Comprehending.

A Defeat Borne With Pride Is Also A Victory.

With Our Parents We Bury Our Past, With Our Children Our Future.

When Art Find No Temple Open, It Takes Refuge In The Workshop.

The Poor Man Wishes To Conceal His Poverty, And The Rich Man His Wealth: The Former Fears Lest He Be Despised, The Latter Lest He Be Plundered.