Love Is Stronger Than Pride

Lust's Passion Will Be Served; It Demands, It Militates, It Tyrannizes.

There Are Thorns Everywhere, But Along The Path Of Vice, Roses Bloom Above Them.

Wolves Which Batten Upon Lambs, Lambs Consumed By Wolves, The Strong Who Immolate The Weak, The Weak Victims Of The Strong: There You Have Nature, There You Have Her Intentions, There You Have Her Scheme: A Perpetual Action And Reaction, A Host Of Vices, A Host Of Virtues, In One Word, A Perfect Equilibrium Resulting From The Equality Of Good And Evil On Earth.

Certain Souls May Seem Harsh To Others, But It Is Just A Way, Beknownst Only To Them, Of Caring And Feeling More Deeply.

Conversation, Like Certain Portions Of The Anatomy, Always Runs More Smoothly When Lubricated.