O Mortal Men, Be Wary Of How

No Man May Be So Cursed By Priest Or Pope But What The Eternal Love May Still Return While Any Thread Of Green Lives On In Hope.

I Presumed To Fix My Look On The Eternal Light So Long That I Consumed My Sight Thereon.

Mankind, Why Do Ye Set Your Hearts On Things That, Of Necessity, May Not Be Shared?

If You Follow Your Natural Bent;you Will Definitely Go To Heaven

If You're Asking For A Date, Forget It. 'cause I Make It A Point Not To Go Out With Women Who Shoot Me In The Head!