Our Most Merciless Enemy Is Our Past.

The More A Human Creature Has Tasted Of Bitter Things The More It Hungers After The Sweet Things Of Life.

There's A Little Book I'm Thinking Of Writing - "swan Song" Is What I Shall Call It. The Song Of The Dying. And My Book Will Be Incense Burnt At The Deathbed Of This Society, Damned With The Damnation Of Its Own Impotence.

Be Good, Be Kind, Be Humane, And Charitable; Love Your Fellows; Console The Afflicted; Pardon Those Who Have Done You Wrong.

We Ever Long For Visions Of Beauty, We Ever Dream Of Unknown Worlds.

Many Contemporary Authors Drink More Than They Write.