I’ve Had All The Monstrosity I Want.

Language Is A Spiritual Mansion In Which You Live And Nobody Has The Right To Evict You.

Our Society, Like Decadent Rome, Has Turned Into An Amusement Society, With Writers Chief Among The Court Jesters

The Best And Purest Human Beings, From The Beginning Of Time, Have Understood That Life Is Sacred.

It's Not Up To Me ... To Make The World Consistent.

When I Didn't Argue He Was Satisfied He Had Persuaded Me, And Was Not The First To Make That Mistake.