Thank The Gods! My Misery Exceeds All

Justice In The Extreme Is Often Unjust.

By Dying I Wanted To Maintain My Honor, And Hide A Flame So Black From The Daylight!

The Principal Rule Of Art Is To Please And To Move. All The Other Rules Were Created To Achieve This First One.

A Benefit Cited By Way Of Reproach Is Equivalent To An Injury.

Ah, Why Can't I Know If I Love, Or If I Hate?