The Flower You Single Out Is A

I Believe That For His Escape He Took Advantage Of The Migration Of A Flock Of Wild Birds.

Action And Personal Happiness Have No Truck With Each Other; They Are Eternally At War.

Perfection Is Finally Attained Not When There Is No Longer Anything To Add, But When There Is No Longer Anything To Take Away, When A Body Has Been Stripped Down To Its Nakedness.

For, To Conceited Men, All Other Men Are Admirers.

Sometimes We Behave As Though There Was Something More Important Than Life. But What?