Malice Delights To Blacken The Characters Of

Men Of Genius Are Meteors Destined To Burn Themselves Out In Lighting Up Their Age.

I Drink Champagne When I Win, To Celebrate...and I Drink Champagne When I Lose, To Console Myself.

Where Flowers Degenerate Man Cannot Live.

No One But Myself Can Be Blamed For My Fall. I Have Been My Own Greatest Enemy-the Cause Of My Own Disastrous Fate.

Kiss The Feet Of Popes Provided Their Hands Are Tied.