How Seldom We Recognize The Sound When

The Advantage Of Beating A Mute Is He Can't Tell On You.

There Is No Murder. We Make Murder, And It Matters Only To Us.

Hannibal At Eighteen Was Rooting For Mephistopheles And Contemptuous Of Faust, But He Only Half-listened To The Climax. He Was Watching And Breathing Lady Murasaki...

Because It's His Bad Luck To Be The Best.

I Ate His Liver With Some Fava Beans And A Nice Chianti