Imprisoned in every fat man a thin one is wildly signalling to be let out.

No one can achieve Serenity until the glare of passion is past the meridian.

When in doubt, choose greatness.

A woman's desire for revenge outlasts all her other emotions.

In a perfect union the man and woman are like a strung bow. Who is to say whether the string bends the bow, or the bow tightens the string?

The artist one day falls through a hole in the brambles, and from that moment he is following the dark rapids of an underground river which may sometimes flow so near to the surface that the laughing picnic parties are heard above.

Civilization is an active deposit which is formed by the combustion of the Present with the Past. Neither in countries without a Present nor in those without a Past is it to be discovered.