Float like a butterfly, sting like a bee. The hands can’t hit what the eyes can’t see. — Muhammad Ali
You can’t just be reading books all the time and leave the writting of them to others. — Joseph Delaney
Everything ends this way in France — everything. Weddings, christenings, duels, burials, swindlings, — Jean Anouilh
Behind the dim unknown, Standeth God with the shadow, keeping watch above his own. — James Russell Lowell