Nobody Is Bound By Any Obligation Unless

A Long Association-prolonged Human Contact, When A Man And Woman Live Together-this Ends Up Producing A Sort Of Rot, A Poison.

If We Have Anything Kind To Say, Any Tender Sentiment To Express, We Feel A Sense Of Shame.

Memories Are Like Stones, Time And Distance Erode Them Like Acid.

All Of Us Are Mad. If It Weren't For The Fact That Every One Of Us Is Slightly Abnormal, There Wouldn't Be Any Point In Giving Each Person A Separate Name.

Justice! Custodian Of The World! But Since The World Errs, Justice Must Be Custodian Of The World's Errors.