The old -- like children -- talk to themselves, for they have reached >>
One should either be sad or joyful. Contentment is a warm sty for eate >>
Life is a solitary cell whose walls are mirrors. >>
And again: No more gods! no more gods! Man is King, Man is God! -- But >>
God has marvelous ways of taking our worst tragedies and turning them >>
There will be no peace so long as God remains unseated at the conferen >>
When men make gods, there is no God!