When You Lose Interest In

The Evil One Has Left, The Evil Ones Remain.

It Is A Great Pleasure To Transport One's-self Into The Spirit Of The Times; To See How A Wise Man Has Thought Before Us, And To What A Glorious Height We Have At Last Carried It.

Talent Is Nurtured In Solitude; Character Is Formed In The Stormy Billows Of The World.

Life Is Not Anything, But An Opportunity For Something.

He Who Moves Not Forward, Goes Backward.