Clio$$$ the muse of history$$$ is as thoroughly infected with lies as a street whore with syphilis.

For the world is Hell$$$ and men are on the one hand the tormented souls and on the other the devils in it.

I am a mere breath of air; a formless thought that thinks of you.

Once freedom lights its beacon in man's heart$$$ the gods are powerless against him.

Time and Space are not prior to creation$$$ they are forms under which creation becomes thinkable.

The old woman I shall become will be quite different from the woman I am now. Another I is beginning.

No place is ugly to those who understand the virtues and sweetness of everything that God has made.

Charity degrades those who receive it and hardens those who dispense it.

When they are among us$$$ cats are angels.

Let us accept truth$$$ even when it surprises us and alters our views.