After All, A Beautiful Woman Without A

God Ceases To Be God Only For Those Who Can Admit The Possibility Of His Non-existence, And That Conception Is In Itself The Most Severe Punishment They Can Suffer.

I Am Writing My Life To Laugh At Myself, And I Am Succeeding.

I Have Lived As A Philosopher And Die As A Christian.

In The Mean Time I Worship God, Laying Every Wrong Action Under An Interdict Which I Endeavour To Respect, And I Loathe The Wicked Without Doing Them Any Injury.

After All, A Beautiful Woman Without A Mind Of Her Own Leaves Her Lover With No Resource After He Had Physically Enjoyed Her Charms.