What a frightful weapon is human thought! It is our defense and our safeguard, the most precious gift that God has made us. It is ours and it obeys us; we may launch it forth into space, but, once outside of our feeble brains, it is gone; we can no longer control it.

“واعتلى المنبر في ذلك الزمن رجل يحمل عقد اتفاق بين الملك والشعب، فقال: جميلة هي …”

“L'homme est un apprenti, la douleur est son maître. Et nul ne se connaît tant q…”

“A happy memory is perhaps on this earth truer than happiness itself.”

“Quelquefois, il y a des sympathies si réelles que, se rencontrant pour la premi…”