There Had Never Been A Death So

A Falcon Who Chases A Warlike Crane Can Only Hope For A Life Of Pain.

...and The Cries Of The Birds And The Uproar Of The Monkeys Became More And More Remote, And The World Became Eternally Sad. The Men On The Expedition Felt Overwhelmed By Their Most Ancient Memories In That Paradise Of Dampness And Silence, Going Back To Before Original Sin, As Their Boots Sank Into Pools Of Steaming Oil And Their Machetes Destroyed Bloody Lilies And Golden Salamanders.

It Was A Lone Voice In The Middle Of The Ocean, But It Was Heard At Great Depth And Great Distance.

One Never Quite Stops Believing, Some Doubt Remains Forever".

Nothing One Does In Bed Is Immoral If It Helps To Perpetuate Love.