Men Die In Despair, While Spirits Die

How Fondly Swindlers Coddle Their Dupes! No Mother Is As Caressing Or Thoughtful Towards Her Adored Child As A Merchant In Hypocrisy Toward His Milch-cow.

Journalism Is A Giant Catapult Set In Motion By Pigmy Hatreds.

Whereas Scoundrels Become Reconciled After Knifing One Another, Lovers Break Up Irrevocably Over A Mere Glance Or Word.

When Law Becomes Despotic, Morals Are Relaxed, And Vice Versa.

There Is Neither Vice Nor Virtue, There Are Only Circumstances.