The Skin Of All Of Us Is

What Is History After All? History Is Facts Which Become Lies In The End.

The Preservation Of Friendship Is Seen As Opportunism. You Are Required To Be In One Camp Or The Other. You Are Enjoined To Cut Your Heartstrings If They Extend Across The Barricade.

Every Poem Is A Coat Of Arms. It Must Be Deciphered. How Much Blood, How Many Tears In Exchange For These Axes, These Muzzles, These Unicorns, These Torches, These Towers, These Martlets, These Seedlings Of Stars And These Fields Of Blue!

Art Is Not A Pastime But A Priesthood.

The Greatest Masterpiece In Literature Is Only A Dictionary Out Of Order.