Death, Only, Renders Hope Futile.

I Got This Story From Someone Who Had No Business In The Telling Of It.

I Loved Her. I Still Love Her, Though I Curse Her In My Sleep, So Nearly One Are Love And Hate, The Two Most Powerful And Devasting Emotions That Control Man, Nations, Life.

When Tarzan Killed He More Often Smiled Than Scowled, And Smiles Are The Foundation Of Beauty.

Were There No Desire There Would Be No Virtue, And Because One Man Desires What Another Does Not, Who Shall Say Whether The Child Of His Desire Be Vice Or Virtue?

For Me, Temperance Is Essential To Good Work.