From Which Stars Have We Fallen To

It Is No Doubt Possible To Fly--but First You Must Know How To Dance Like An Angel.

I Love Him Who Justifieth The Future Ones, And Redeemeth The Past Ones: For He Is Willing To Succumb Through The Present Ones.

The Devotion Of The Greatest Is To Encounter Risk And Danger, And Play Dice For Death.

Warfare Is The Father Of All Good Things, It Is Also The Father Of Good Prose!

Behold, I Am Weary Of My Wisdom, Like A Bee That Has Gathered Too Much Honey; I Need Hands Outstretched To Receive It.