According To The Saying Of An Ancient

Frankly, It's Good Enough To Lock Up In A Drawer.

The Maturing Process Of Becoming A Writer Is Akin To That Of A Harlot. First You Do It For Love, Then For A Few Friends, And Finally Only For Money.

Music And Dance Are All You Need.

Sometimes I Feel Something Akin To Rage At The Corrupted Morals Of This Age!

I Will Not Leave You Until I Have Seen You Hanged.