No-one Can Function Properly Without Occasional Peace

I'm Afraid I've Degenerated Into A Bibliophile.

Don't Defoul The Air. It Ill Becomes You. - Oromis

And The Ship Sailed Onward, Gliding Serenely Down The Moonlit River Toward The Dark Lands Beyond.

Death Is Part Of Who We Are. It Guides Us. It Shapes Us. It Drives Us To Madness. Can You Still Be Human If You Have No Mortal End

Respect The Past; You Never Know How It May Affect You.