The Envier Praises Me Unknowingly.

Words Are Timeless. You Should Utter Them Or Write Them With A Knowledge Of Their Timelessness.

Poetry Is A Deal Of Joy And Pain And Wonder, With A Dash Of The Dictionary.

Philosophy's Work Is Finding The Shortest Path Between Two Points.

Rob A Neighbour With A Smile.

My Loneliness Was Born When Men Praised My Talkative Faults And Blamed My Silent Virtues.