When A Man Is Out Of Sight,

I Refuse The Oration Of All Churches. I Ask A Prayer Of All Souls. I Believe In God.

The Straight Line, A Respectable Optical Illusion Which Ruins Many A Man.

At The Moment When Her Eyes Closed, When All Feeling Vanished In Her, She Thought That She Felt A Touch Of Fire Imprinted On Her Lips, A Kiss More Burning Than The Red-hot Iron Of The Executioner.

Give To A Being The Useless, And Deprive Him Of The Needful, And You Have The Gamin.

We Do Not Comprehend Everything, But We Insult Nothing.