When One Has Not Had A Good

How Far Is Truth Susceptible Of Embodiment? That Is The Question, That Is The Experiment.

Memory Says, 'i Did That.' Pride Replies, 'i Could Not Have Done That.' Eventually, Memory Yields.

Let Woman Be A Plaything, Pure And Fine, Like A Precious Stone, Illumined With The Virtues Of A World Not Yet Come.

There Is Such A Thing As A Hatred Of Lies And Dissimulation, Which Is The Outcome Of A Delicate Sense Of Humor; There Is Also The Selfsame Hatred But As The Result Of Cowardice, In So Far As Falsehood Is Forbidden By Divine Law. Too Cowardly To Lie.

The Abdomen Is The Reason Why Man Does Not Readily Take Himself To Be A God.