I'm A Holy Man Minus The Holiness.

Pathos, Piety, Courage, They Exist, But Are Identical, And So Is Filth. Everything Exists, Nothing Has Value.

One's Favorite Book Is As Elusive As One's Favorite Pudding.

The Crime Of Suicide Lies Rather In Its Disregard For The Feelings Of Those Whom We Leave Behind.

While Her Lips Talked Culture, Her Heart Was Planning To Invite Him To Tea

The Strong Are So Stupid.