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All The Good Writers Of Confessions, From Augustine Onwards, Are Men Who Are Still A Little In Love With Their Sins.

The Truth Is That Life Is Delicious, Horrible, Charming, Frightful, Sweet, Bitter, And That Is Everything.

Without Lies Humanity Would Perish Of Despair And Boredom.

It Is In The Ability To Deceive Oneself That The Greatest Talent Is Shown.

The Law In Its Majesty Prohibits Rich And Poor Alike From Sleeping Under Bridges.