How Clever Of Me. I Have Found

It Wasn't So Bad Being A Slave When Your Owner Was Yourself And Stood Up For You.

Human Beings Do Metamorphose. They Change Their Identity Constantly. However, Each New Identity Thrives On The Delusion That It Was Always In Possession Of The Body It Has Just Conquered.

He Is Dead, She Thought Bitterly, Because We Have Forgotten Him.

I'm Neutral On Lying, Seeing As How There's Times When The Truth Just Hurts People.

You Take A Step, Then Another. That's The Journey. But To Take A Step With Your Eyes Open Is Not A Journey At All, It's A Remaking Of Your Own Mind.