One Can Live In This World On

There Are People Who Possess Not So Much Genius As A Certain Talent For Perceiving The Desires Of The Century, Or Even Of The Decade, Before It Has Done So Itself.

Ask Yourself Always: How Can This Be Done Better?

Non Cogitant, Ergo Non Sunt.

Truly, Men Make Too Little Use Of Their Lives; And So It Is No Wonder That The World Should Still Be In Such A Poor Way.

With God Thoughts Are Colors, With Us They Are Pigments-even The Most Abstract One May Be Accompanied By Physical Pain.