To A Father Who Loves

The Purpose Of Religion Is To Keep The Poor From Killing The Rich.

A People That Is Able To Say Everything, Becomes Able To Do Everything. The Crowd Which Follows Me With Admiration, Would Run With The Same Eagerness Were I Marching To The Guillotine.

One Must Learn To Forgive And Not To Hold A Hostile, Bitter Attitude Of Mind, Which Offends Those About Us And Prevents Us From Enjoying Ourselves. One Must Recognize Human Shortcomings And Adjust Himself To Them Rather Than To Be Constantly Finding Fault With Them.

Over-preparation Is The Foe Of Inspiration.

He Who Fears Being Conquered Is Sure Of Defeat.