What Am I That I

Trapped Dreams Must Die.

Some Few There Must Be In Every Age And Every Land Of Whom Life Claims Nothing Very Insistently Save That They Write Perfectly Of Beautiful Happenings.

I Have Followed After The Truth, Across This Windy Planet Upon Which Every Person Is Nourished By One Or Another Lie.

No Lady Is Ever A Gentleman.

Patriotism Is The Religion Of Hell.