Anger And Hate Against One We Love

I Loved Her. I Still Love Her, Though I Curse Her In My Sleep, So Nearly One Are Love And Hate, The Two Most Powerful And Devasting Emotions That Control Man, Nations, Life.

The More One Listens To Ordinary Conversations The More Apparent It Becomes That The Reasoning Faculties Of The Brain Take Little Part In The Direction Of The Vocal Organs.

Love Is A Strange Master, And Human Nature Is Still Stranger.

It Is A Characteristic Of The Weak And Criminal To Attribute To Others The Misfortunes That Are The Result Of Their Own Wickedness.

The Time Has Arrived When Patience Becomes A Crime And Mayhem Appears Garbed In A Manner Of Virtue