Love Is Desire For Knowledge.

But Here's The Worst Part: The Trick To Life Lies In Hiding From Those We Hold Most Dear How Much They Mean To Is; If Not, We'd Lose Them.

When Writing Poetry, It Is Not That Produces A Bright Idea, But The Bright Idea That Kindles The Fire Of.

The Only Way To Escape The Abyss Is To Look At It, Gauge It, Sound It Out And Descend Into It.

Living Is Like Working Out A Long Addition Sum, And If You Make A Mistake In The First Two Totals You Will Never Find The Right Answer. It Means Involving Oneself In A Complicated Chain Of Circumstances.

Why So Much Innuendo, Draped Like Ivy To Hide A Cesspool, When Everyone Knew The Cesspool Was There?