It's Odd How Violence And Humor So

Fate And Victory Shift ... Now This Way, Now That Way -- Like A Line Of Unarmored Men Under A Hail Of Enemy Arrows.

Poets Are The Mad Midwives To Reality. They See Not What Is, Nor What Can Be, But What Must Become.

If Our God's Work Is To Be Done In Our Time, We Must Do It Ourselves.

Seduction... Was Both A Science And Art - A Blend Of Skill, Discipline, Proximity, And Opportunity. Mostly Proximity.

Love Is Nothing But Lust Misspelled.