Be My Brother Or I Will Kill

Love Is The Exchange Of Two Fantasies And The Contact Of Two Skins.

Real Worth Requires No Interpreter: Its Everyday Deeds Form Its Emblem.

Marriage, As Practised By High Society, Is Arranged Indecency.

Living Is A Sickness To Which Sleep Provides Relief Every Sixteen Hours. It's A Palliative. The Remedy Is Death.

Most Of Those Who Make Collections Of Verse Or Epigram Are Like Men Eating Cherries Or Oysters: They Choose Out The Best At First, And End By Eating All.