Spoilt Pleasure Is A Sad,

One Can Live In The Shadow Of An Idea Without Grasping It.

It Is Not Our Exalted Feelings, It Is Our Sentiments That Build The Necessary Home.

Sacrificers Are Not The Ones To Pity. The Ones To Pity Are Those They Sacrifice.

There's Something So Showy About Desperation, It Takes Hard Wits To See It's A Grandiose Form Of Funk.

Very Young People Are True But Not Resounding Instruments.