The Talent Of A True Writer And

You Can Know Something Is A Lie When It Has No Love In It.

Freedom Is Not A Gift Nor Does It Simply Exist For Us To Have, But Rather It Is A Sacred Duty, And Its Blessed Yield Of Hope Is Born From None Other Than The Blood Of The Innocent.

A Polite Enemy Is Just As Difficult To Discredit, As A Rude Friend Is To Protect.

Birth And Death; We All Move Between These Two Unknowns.

Acceptance Is The Road To All Change.