Evil Lives In A Pit. If You

Some People Have A Gift For Stupidity, An Almost Mystic Ability To Withstand Any Form Of Logic.

Everyone Makes Mistakes. Everyone Fails At Something.

But Men Don't Come In Just Two Groups, One Of Gold And The Other Of Lead. They Are A Mix Of Both." "and What About Women?" "pure Gold, My Girl," Rayvan Answered With A Chuckle.

None Of Us Can Choose The Manner Of Our Passing.

Love Is For Fools. It Is A Surging Of Blood In The Loins ... There Is No Mystery, And No Magic. Find Someone Else, My Boy.