Glory Is A Poison, Good To Be

The Police And The Society Of Jesus Posses In Common The Virtue Of Never Forsaking Their Enemies As Friends.

While Seeking Out The Dead, I See Nothing But The Living.

Sensuality Is The Death Of The Soul.

You're A Fine Fastidious Young Man, As Proud As A Lion, As Gentle As A Girl. You'd Make A Good Catch For The Devil.

Paris, Like Every Pretty Woman, Is Subject To Inexplicable Whims Of Beauty And Ugliness.