In vain we chisel, as best we can, the mysterious block of which our life is made, the black vein of destiny reappears continuously.

“If you are leaving that sorrowful place with hate and anger against men, you ar…”

“The death agony of the barricade was about to begin.For, since the preceding ev…”

“Nothing can be sadder or more profound than to see a thousand things for the fi…”

“Love is the foolishness of men, and the wisdom of God.”