How Come I Never Meet Any Nice

I Care Not Where My Body May Take Me As Long As My Soul Is Embarked On A Meaningful Journey.

Without Hope We Live In Desire.

Not One Drop Of Blood Is Left Inside My Veins That Does Not Throb: I Recognize Signs Of The Ancient Flame.

The More A Thing Is Perfect, The More It Feels Pleasure And Likewise Pain.

I Am Searching For That Which Every Man Seeks-peace And Rest.