La Mort N'est Que Pour Les Me

The Applause Of Silence. Is The Only Kind That Counts.

God Is The Shortest Distance From Zero To Infinity.

To Keep Up Even A Worthwhile Tradition Means Vitiating The Idea Behind It Which Must Necessarily Be In A Constant State Of Evolution: It Is Mad To Try To Express New Feelings In A Mummified Form.

It Is Because The Public Are A Mass Inert, Obtuse, And Passive That They Need To Be Shaken Up From Time To Time So That We Can Tell From Their Bear-like Grunts Where They Are And Also Where They Stand. They Are Pretty Harmless, In Spite Of Their Numbers, Because They Are Fighting Against Intelligence.

You're Looking Exceptionally Ugly Tonight, Madam, Is It Because We Have Company?