We Are Bound By The Law, So

There Are Some Duties We Owe Even To Those Who Have Wronged Us. There Is, After All, A Limit To Retribution And Punishment.

The Spirit Is The True Self.

For One Day Spent Well, And Agreeably To Your Precepts, Is Preferable To An Eternity Of Error.

It Is Graceful In A Man To Think And To Speak With Propriety, To Act With Deliberation, And In Every Occurrence Of Life To Find Out And Persevere In The Truth. On The Other Hand, To Be Imposed Upon, To Mistake, To Falter, And To Be Deceived, Is As Ungraceful As To Rave Or To Be Insane.

Cicero Is Dead! Cicero Is Born! The Laughter Has Filled Me, Filled Me So Very Completely. I Am The Laughter. I Am The Jester. The Soul That Has Served As My Constant Companion For So Long Has Breached The Veil Of The Void Finally And Forever. It Is Now In Me. It Is Me. The World Has Seen The Last Of Cicero The Man. Behold Cicero, Fool Of Hearts - Laughter Incarnate!