Mad is the man who is forever gritting his teeth against that granite block, complete and changeless, of the past.
Only the children know what they are looking for.
Language is the source of misunderstandings.
Horror causes men to clench their fists, and in horror men join together.
The dignity of the individual demands that he be not reduced to vassalage by the largesse of others.
The tree is a slow, enduring force straining to win the sky.