When You Love Someone You

Life Holds Only One Tragedy, Ultimately: Not To Have Been A Saint.

Any Father Whose Son Raises His Hand Against Him Is Guilty Of Having Produced A Son Who Raised His Hand Against Him.

It Has Never Been Given To A Man To Attain At Once His Happiness And His Salvation.

A Word Is Not The Same With One Writer As With Another. One Tears It From His Guts. The Other Pulls It Out Of His Overcoat Pocket.

Suffering Passes; Having Suffered Never Passes.