The Most Fatal Seductive Lie That Has

Today I Love Myself As I Love My God: Who Could Charge Me With A Sin Today? I Know Only Sins Against My God; But Who Knows My God?

Read From A Distant Star, The Majuscule Script Of Our Earthly Existence Would Perhaps Lead To The Conclusion That The Earth Was The Distinctively Ascetic Planet, A Nook Of Disgruntled, Arrogant Creatures Filled With A Profound Disgust With Themselves, At The Earth, At All Life, Who Inflict As Much Pain On Themselves As They Possibly Can Out Of Pleasure In Inflicting Pain Which Is Probably Their Only Pleasure.

Many Brief Follies--that Is What You Call Love. And Your Marriage Puts An End To Many Brief Follies, With A Single Long Stupidity.

Moderation Sees Itself As Beautiful; It Is Unaware That In The Eye Of The Immoderate It Appears Black And Sober And Consequently Ugly-looking.

There Is A Rollicking Kindness That Looks Like Malice.