With Every Physical Pain, My Moral Fibre

Charity Does Not Like Arithmetic; Selfishness Worships It.

Innocence Is Thought Charming Because It Offers Delightful Possibilities For Exploitation.

A Sympathetic Look Always Makes Me Feel Sorry For Myself.

Avant-garde Art Jousts With Propriety, But Takes Care Never To Unseat It.

I Know God Exits, But I Don't Know Where.