Wealth Makes The Laws That Poverty Must

Innocence: I Am Only Stepping On Your Face Because It Lies In My Path.

Every Perversion Has Survived Many Tests Of Its Capabilities.

Your Flattery Is As Full Of Contempt As Your Insults Were.

Reason Is Sight. Instinct Is Touch. Intuition Is Smell.

While We Are Reading, We Are All Don Quixote.