The true beauty of a woman is her inherent ability to make better a man in every way. |
What we aspire to be is more than what we are yet less than what we are capable of. |
When the sparrow sings its final refrain, the hush is felt nowhere more deeply than in the heart of man. |
Why is it that an extended olive branch often turns to a clinched fist of hatred? |
World unity is the wish of the hopeful, the goal of the idealist and the dream of the romantic. Yet it is folly to the realist and a lie to the innocent. |