The Mind Is An Enchanting Thing.

All Are / Naked, None Is Safe.

One Must Be As Clear As One's Natural Reticence Allows One To Be.

I Believe Verbal Felicity Is The Fruit Of Ardor, Of Diligence, And Of Refusing To Be False.

You're Not Free Until You've Been Made Captive By Supreme Belief.

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