We Are Betrayed By What Is False

In Tragic Life, God Wot, No Villain Need Be! Passions Spin The Plot: We Are Betrayed By What Is False Within.

Chance Works For Us When We Are Good Captains.

The Future Not Being Born, My Friend, We Will Abstain From Baptizing It.

Lowly, With A Broken Neck, The Crocus Lays Her Cheek To Mire.

Comedy Is A Game Played To Throw Reflections Upon Social Life, And It Deals With Human Nature In The Drawing-room Of Civilized Men And Women, Where We Have No Dust Of The Struggling Outer World, No Mire, No Violent Crashes, To Make The Correctness Of The Representation Convincing.