Sexual love is the most stupendous fact of the universe, and the most magical mystery our poor blind senses know

Even Pain pricks to livelier living

Youth condemns; maturity condones

Hate is ravening vulture beaks descending on a place of skulls

Take everything easy and quit dreaming and brooding and you will be well guarded from a thousand evils

Let us be of cheer, remembering that the misfortunes hardest to bear are those which never come

All books are either dreams or swords,You can cut, or you can drug, with words

For books are more than books, they are the life, the very heart and core of ages past, the reason why men lived and worked and died, the essence and quintessence of their lives

Art is the desire of a man to express himself, to record the reactions of his personality to the world he lives in