A Casual Stroll Through The Lunatic Asylum

We Deceive Ourselves When Giving Respect To The Person For Whom We Have Surrendered Ourselves, When We Respectively Expect Them To Be As We Would Wish Them To Be.

Human Existence Basically Is──a Never To Be Completed Imperfect Tense.

One Pays Dearly For Being Immortal: One Must Die Many Times During His Life.

I Love Him Who Is Of A Free Spirit And A Free Heart: Thus Is His Head Only The Bowels Of His Heart; His Heart, However, Causeth His Down-going.

Courage Is The Best Slayer - Courage Which Attacketh, For In Every Attack There Is The Sound Of Triumph.