The Heart Of A Woman Who Loves

... Evil Was, Perhaps, Necessarily Always More Impressive Than Good.

I Often Wonder Why The Whole World Is So Prone To Generalise. Generalisations Are Seldom If Ever True And Are Usually Utterly Inaccurate.

It's A Mystery To Me How Anyone Ever Gets Any Nourishment In This Place. They Must Eat Their Meals Standing Up By The Window So As To Be Sure Of Not Missing Anything.

Use That Fluff Of Yours You Call A Brain.

One Is Alone When The Last One Who Remembers Is Gone.