I Learned To Love Despair.

One Certainly Has A Soul; But How It Came To Allow Itself To Be Enclosed In A Body Is More Than I Can Imagine.

The Heart Ran O'er With Silent Worship Of The Great Of Old!-- The Dead, But Sceptred Sovereigns, Who Still Rule Our Spirits From Their Urns.

Be Hypocritical, Be Cautious, Be Not What You Seem But Always What You See.

In Commitment, We Dash The Hopes Of A Thousand Potential Selves.

Better To Sink Beneath The Shock Than Moulder Piecemeal On The Rock!