The Only Safe Enemy Was A Headless

I Reckon If I Ever Marry, She Will Have To Be A Strong Woman In A Circus Or Something.

What Shall A Man Say When A Friend Has Vanished Behind The Doors Of Death? A Mere Tangle Of Barren Words, Only Words.

I Became A Writer In Spite Of My Environments.

What Is Death But A Traversing Of Eternities And A Crossing Of Cosmic Oceans?

One Man's Bane Is Another's Bliss.