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There Is No Humiliation Worse Than The Consciousness Of A Wasted Life. It Stains The Spirit, Forestalls Hope, And Destroys Any Motive For Action Or Change.

It Is Strange, Is It Not, How A Person Can Adore One's Soul So Much That They Adore One's Body Also?

I Believe That The Gods Themselves Are Frightened Of The World Which They Have Fashioned.

I Saw A Ghost Once, About 20 Years Ago. It Took The Form Of Someone Coming Out Of A Sleeping Body And Sitting At The Foot Of The Bed.

In London, I've Always Lived Within 10 Miles Of Where I Was Born. You See, There Is Something Called A Spirit Of Place, And My Place Happens To Be London, At Least Once A Fortnight.