Ah, But You See, I Didn't Want

The Sadness Of The Incomplete, The Sadness That Is Often Life, But Should Never Be Art.

Don't Believe Those Lies About Intellectual People. They're Only Written To Soothe The Majority.

When Love Flies It Is Remembered Not As Love But As Something Else.

Money Pads The Edges Of Things.

The Middle Age Of Buggers Is Not To Be Contemplated Without Horror.