A man growing old becomes a child again.
It is the artist who realizes that there is a supreme force above him and works gladly away as a small apprentice under God's heaven.
The next war... may well bury Western civilization forever.
A state of war only serves as an excuse for domestic tyranny.
Everything you add to the truth subtracts from the truth.
From your silken hair to your delicate feet you are perfection to me....
Until they put that sand and dirt in my face I will not sit in church all...
God has no religion.
