Whether Or Not They Exist We Are

If Life Has Given Us No More Than A Prison Cell, Let's At Least Decorate It As Best We Can-with The Shadows Of Our Dreams, Their Colourful Patterns Engraving Our Oblivion On The Static Surface Of The Walls.

I Believe That Saying A Thing Is To Keep Its Virtues And Take Away Its Terror.

Life Is Good, But Wine Is Better.

In The Very Corner Of My Soul There Is An Altar To A Different God.

Time, Which Grays Hair And Wrinkles Faces, Also Withers Violent Affections, And Much More Quickly.