It Is Bad Taste For A Poet

The Truth Is Forced Upon Us, Very Quickly, By A Foe.

Woman Is Adept At Getting Money For Herself And Will Not Easily Let Herself Be Deceived; She Understands Deceit Too Well Herself.

There's No Art Where There's No Fee.

Ah! The Generals! They Are Numerous, But Not Good For Much!

Love Is Merely The Name For The Desire And Pursuit Of The Whole.