Jesus Died Too Soon. If

Yes, Life Is A Woman!

In The End Things Must Be As They Are And Have Always Been--the Great Things Remain For The Great, The Abysses For The Profound, The Delicacies And Thrills For The Refined, And, To Sum Up Shortly, Everything Rare For The Rare.

A Thought Comes When It Will, Not When I Will.

To Escape Boredom, Man Works Either Beyond What His Usual Needs Require, Or Else He Invents Play, That Is, Work That Is Designed To Quiet No Need Other Than That For Working In General.

We Take A Fancy To Something: And Scarcely Have We Thoroughly Taken A Fancy To It When That Tyrant In Us Calls Out: "give Me Thatin Sacrifice"--and We Give It.