The Only True Language In The World

The Heart That Once Has Been Your Shrine For Other Loves Is Too Divine

Disgrace Is The Synonym Of Discovery.

Look At The Sun! It’s Dry, It’s Dead, It Needs A Drink, It Wants Blood! And I’ll Give It Blood!

The Soft Contralto Notes Of A Woman's Voice Are Born In The Immediate Region Of The Heart.

There Are Temptations More Attractive Than Angels. Liberty, Patriotism, The Good Of Humanity – Words Like That Are The Silver Scales Of The Tempter’s Flaming Wings