This Is The Age Othe Common Man,

The Sky Is Like A Black Sieve Pierced By Silver Drops That Tremble, Ready To Burst Through.

All Life Is A Purposeful Struggle, And Your Only Choice Is The Choice Of A Goal.

It Was Beautiful And Rare, And You Have Every Right To Despise Me." She Stood Pressed To The Wall, Not Moving. "when You Came In, I Thought 'send Her Away.' But I Knew That If You Went Away, I'd Run After You. I Thought 'i Won't Say A Word.' But I Knew That You'd Know It Before You Left. I Love You. I Know You'd Think Kindlier Of Me If I Said That I Hate You.

Only The Man Who Extols The Purity Of Love Devoid Of Desire, Is Capable Of The Depravity Of A Desire Devoid Of Love.

Force And Mind Are Opposites; Morality Ends Where A Gun Begins.