What Is Called Honors And

When God Desires To Destroy A Thing, He Entrusts Its Destruction To The Thing Itself. Every Bad Institution Of This World Ends By Suicide.

Let Us Sacrifice One Day To Gain Perhaps A Whole Life.

In My Old Age There Is A Coming Into Flower. My Body Wanes; My Mind Waxes.

Do You Hear The People Sing Lost In The Valley Of The Night? It Is The Music Of A People Who Are Climbing To The Light. For The Wretched Of The Earth There Is A Flame That Never Dies. Even The Darkest Night Will End And The Sun Will Rise.

Philosophy Is The Microscope Of Thought.