How Glorious It Is - And Also

How Glorious It Is - And Also How Painful - To Be An Exception.

In Love Matters; Keep Your Pen From Paper.

There Is No Worse Sorrow Than Remembering Happiness In The Day Of Sorrow.

The Fumes Of Wine Fermented In My Head; It Was One Of Those Moments Of Intoxication When All That Ones Sees And Hears, Speaks To One Of The Adored.... One Would Willingly Embrace All Who Smile, And One Feels That He Is Brother Of All Who Live.

Repartee Is Altogether A Natural Endowment, And Is The Lightning Of The Mind.