Callous Greed Grows Pious Very Fast.

Lonely. I Always Thought Loneliness Meant Alone, Without People. It Means Something Else.

Nowadays People Write English As If A Rat Were Caught In The Typewriter And They Were Trying To Hit The Keys Which Wouldn't Disturb It.

My Father Was Often Angry When I Was Most Like Him.

The Judgment Of Music, Like The Inspiration For It, Must Come Slow And Measured, If It Comes With Truth.

A Man Should Be Jailed For Telling Lies To The Young.