Virginity Is The Poetry, Not The Reality,

Man Hath No Heaven And Time's Coast Is Chartless. He Speeds; We Pass Away!

True Love Is The Ripe Fruit Of A Lifetime.

I Am The Fellow Citizen Of Every Being That Thinks; My Country Is Truth.

The People Only Understand What They Can Feel; The Only Orators That Can Affect Them Are Those Who Move Them.

After His Blood, That Which A Man Can Next Give Out Of Himself Is A Tear.