Our character is not so much the product of race and heredity as of those circumstances by which nature forms our habits by which we are nurtured and live.
All our knowledge merely helps us to die a more painful death than animals that know nothing.
It is not from reason that justice springs but goodness is born of wisdom.
When we lose one we love our bitterest tears are called forth by the memory...
Happiness is rarely absent it is we that know not of its presence.
Gotta break your neck to see a star in this yard.
The dreadful truth is that when people come to see their MP they have run...
When we are dealing with death we are constantly being dragged down by the...
