All The Mortal World Is A Lethal

Yes, I Know," "and I Love To Hear You Say It, Louis. I Need To Hear You Say It. I Don't Think Anyone Will Ever Say It Quite Like You Do. Come On, Say It Again. I'm A Perfect Devil. Tell Me How Bad I Am. It Makes Me Feel So Good!

Our Language Needs Endless Synonyms For Beautiful; The Eyes Could See What The Tongue Cannot Possibly Describe.

I Have Lived Lies. I Have Done It Again And Again. I Live Lies Because I Cannot Endure The Weakness Of Anger, And I Cannot Admit The Irrationality Of Love.-marius

As They Die, The Ones We Love, We Lose Our Witnesses, Our Watchers, Those Who Know And Understand The Tiny Little Meaningless Patterns, Those Words Drawn In Water With A Stick. And There Is Nothing Left But The Endless Flow.

A Perfect World Or A World Destroyed, One Or The Other- Someday Will Come The End Of Hell.