Whom The Gods Love Die Young No

As A Career, The Business Of An Orthodox Preacher Is About As Successful As That Of A Celluloid Dog Chasing An Asbestos Cat Through Hell.

The Final Proof Of Greatness Lies In Being Able To Endure Contumely Without Resentment.

There Is A Joy In Going Without Things, A Fine Tang In Eliminating The Superfluous.

Orthodoxy Is A Corpse That Doesn't Know It's Dead.

Little Minds Are Interested In The Extraordinary; Great Minds In The Commonplace.