All That We Were Has Led Us

The Tiger Is Humbled By Memories Of Prey.

The Lesson Of History Is That No One Learns.

What Matter The Colour Of The Collar Around A Man's Neck, If The Chains Linked To Them Were Identical?

Evil Is Nothing But A Word, An Objectification Where No Objectification Is Necessary. Cast Aside This Notion Of Some External Agency As The Source Of Inconceivable Inhumanity - The Sad Truth Is Our Possession Of An Innate Proclivity Towards Indifference, Towards Deliberate Denial Of Mercy, Towards Disengaging All That Is Moral Within Us. But If That Is Too Dire , Let's Call It Evil. And Paint It With Fire And Venom.

You Are Very Easily Exasperated, My Dear. If You're A Leaf Trembling On A Wide, Deep River, Relax And Ride The Current. It's Always Worked For Me, I Assure You.