Not All That Is Mortal Is Useless.

Love Makes Liars Of Us All.

Every Life Is Finite, Will.

Is This One Of Those Days Where We All Stalk Out In Fury? Because I Simply Haven't Got The Energy For It.

I Only Count The Hours That Shine.

Magnus Did Not Like To Go Near The Hotel Dumont If He Could Help It. It Was Decrepit And Unsettling, It Held Bad Memories, And It Also Occasionally Held His Evil Former Lady Love.