April is the cruellest month, breeding Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing Memory out of desire, stirring Dull roots with spring rain. Winter kept us warm, covering Earth in a forgetful snow, feeding A little life with dried tubers. – TS (Thomas Stearns) Eliot
Papa always makes it clear that he would like to know me as much more rational and lucid than the girls and women he gets to know during his analytic hours. – Anna Freud
To establish any mode to abolish war, however advantageous it might be to Nations, would be to take from such Government the most lucrative of its branches. – Thomas Paine
