We Chase Dreams And Embrace Shadows.

Yet, Every Now And Then, There Would Pass A Young Girl, Slender, Fair And Desirable, Arousing In Young Men A Not Ignoble Desire To Possess Her, And Stirring In Old Men Regrets For Ecstasy Not Seized And Now Forever Past.

The Power Of Love Itself Weakens And Gradually Becomes Lost With Age, Like All The Other Energies Of Man.

Unhappiness Does Make People Look Stupid.

So Long As Society Is Founded On Injustice, The Function Of The Laws Will Be To Defend Injustice. And The More Unjust They Are The More Respectable They Will Seem.

Chance Is The Pseudonym God Uses When He'd Rather Not Sign His Own Name.