Love Each Other Or Perish.

Few Can Remember Clearly When Innocence Came To A Sudden End, The Moment At Which We Ask For The First Time: Am I Loved?

We Honor Founders Of These Starving Cities, Whose Honor Is The Image Of Our Sorrow.

Water Is The Soul Of The Earth.

The Basic Stimulus To The Intelligence Is Doubt, A Feeling That The Meaning Of An Experience Is Not Self-evident.

Geniuses Are The Luckiest Of Mortals Because What They Must Do Is The Same As What They Most Want To Do.