God will forgive me, that's his business. >>
Whatever tears one may shed, in the end one always blows one's nose. >>
In these times we fight for ideas and newspapers are our fortress. >>
Though a quarrel in the streets is a thing to be hated, the energies d >>
Break a vase, and the love that reassembles the fragments is stronger >>
The test of a man or woman's breeding is how they behave in a quarrel. >>
The foolish race of mankind are swarming below in the night; they shriek and rage and quarrel -- and all of them are right.