But Isn't There Always One

Great Writers Are Indecent People They Live Unfairly Saving The Best Part For Paper. Good Human Beings Save The World So That Bastards Like Me Can Keep Creating Art, Become Immortal. If You Read This After I Am Dead It Means I Made It.

And Don't Forget: Time Is Meant To Be Wasted, Love Fails And Death Is Useless.

A Day Of Minor Profit Or Prophet Led To A Night Of Drunkenness.

Modern Women ... They Don't Sew Your Pockets ... Forget That.

I Had No Freedom. I Had Nothing.