Every Present Anger Derives From Past Weakness.

Every Present Anger Derives From Past Weakness.

Nothing Holds Love Together Like Shared Vice Or Collusive Perversion.

When You're A Kid It's People's Cruelty That Makes You Cry, Then When You're An Adult It's Their Kindness.

Pain Is Beyond Reason, An Obliterating Giant Stupidity To Which All Your History Of Jokes And Nuance And Ideas And Caresses Is Nothing, Simply Nothing.

Telling The Truth Is A Beautiful Act Even If The Truth Itself Is Ugly.