I Wish We Had More Visible Christian

Thank God He Killed The Guy. Oh, Now, Wait A Minute. What Kind Of A Prayer Was That!

Sometimes Dreams Show Me That My Writing Should Go Deeper. Dreams Have Not So Much Changed My Work As Deepened It.

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

I Find At Moments I'm As Fragile As Glass.

Paris Was A Universe Whole And Entire Unto Herself, Hollowed And Fashioned By History; So She Seemed In This Age Of Napoleon Iii With Her Towering Buildings, Her Massive Cathedrals, Her Grand Boulevards And Ancient Winding Medieval Streets - As Vast And Indestructible As Nature Itself.