Death Is The Veil Which Those Who

Till The Future Dares Forget The Past, His Fate And Fame Shall Be An Echo And A Light Unto Eternity!

He Hath Awakened From The Dream Of Life.

God Is A Hypothesis, And, As Such, Stands In Need Of Proof; The Onus Probandi Rests On The Theist.

I Am Convinced That There Can Be No Regeneration Of Mankind Until Laughter Is Put Down.

A Poet Is A Nightingale, Who Sits In Darkness And Sings To Cheer Its Own Solitude With Sweet Sounds.