Writing Is A Sweet, Wonderful Reward.

The Bible Is A Sanctum; The World, Sputum.

You Are So Vulnerably Haunting. Your Eeriness Is Terrifyingly Irresistible.

I Have The True Feeling Of Myself Only When I Am Unbearably Unhappy.

Some Deny The Existence Of Misery By Pointing To The Sun; He Denies The Existence Of The Sun By Pointing To Misery.

Celibacy And Suicide Are A Similar Levels Of Understanding, Suicide And A Martyr's Death Not So By Any Means, Perhaps Marriage And A Martyr's Death.