Even The Straws Under My Knees Shout

Unhappy Is The Soul Enslaved By The Love Of Anything That Is Mortal.

For A Sentence Is Not Complete Unless Each Word, Once Its Syllables Have Been Pronounced, Gives Way To Make Room For The Next.

What Difference, If You Are Mistaken? For If I Am Mistaken, I Am. For He Who Is Not, Assuredly Cannot Be Mistaken; And Therefore I Am, If I Am Mistaken. Therefore Because I Am If I Am Mistaken, How Am I Mistaken That I Am, When It Is Sure That I Am, If I Am Mistaken.

Suppress Prostitution, And Capricious Lusts Will Overthrow Society.

Whoever Possesses God Is Happy.