All My Enemies Are Self-appointed.

The Trouble With Conspiracies Is That They Rot Internally.

A Monarch's Neck Should Always Have A Noose Around It. It Keeps Him Upright.

Random Chance Is Not Sufficient To Explain Random Chance. ~jubal Harshaw

The Golden Sunshine Of Italy Congealed Into Tears. Here's To Alcoholic Brotherhood ... Much More Suited To The Frail Human Soul, If Any, Than Any Other Sort.

First You Must Learn To Control Your Self. The Rest Follows. Blessed Is He Who Knows Himself And Commands Himself, For The World Is His And Love And Happiness And Peace Walk With Him Wherever He Goes.