Often when we think we are knotting one thread, we are tying quite another.
To die is nothing; but it is terrible not to live.
When liberty returns, I will return.
The mountains, the forest, and the sea, render men savage; they develop the fierce, but yet do not destroy the human.
Who then can calculate the path of the molecule? how do we know that the creations of worlds are not determined by the fall of grains of sand?
Wisdom is a sacred communion.