There May Be a Great Fire In Our Soul, Yet No One Ever Comes To Warm Themselves At It. Passers-By See Only a Wisp of Smoke from a Chimney Vincent Van Gogh
They Lie To Us, We Know Theyre Lying, They Know We Know Theyre Lying But They Keep Lying Anyway, and We Keep Pretending To Believe Them Elena Gorokhova
I Expect To Pass Through This World But Once. If There Be Any Kindness I Can Show, Let Me Do It Now Stephen Grellet