It Seems To Me That

Memories Mean More To Me Than Dresses.

People Who Have A Religion Should Be Glad, For Not Everyone Has The Gift Of Believing In Heavenly Things.

I've Reached The Point Where I Hardly Care Whether I Live Or Die. The World Will Keep On Turning Without Me, I Can't Do Anything To Change Events Anyway.

Riches, Power And Fame Last Only For A Few Years! Why Do People Cling So Desperately To These Transitory Things? Why Can't People Who Have More Than They Need For Themselves Give That Surplus To Their Fellow Citizens? Why Should Some People Have Such A Hard Time During Their Few Years On This Earth?

But I've Slammed The Door To My Inner Self; If He Ever Wants To Force The Lock Again, He'll Have To Use A Harder Crowbar!