The Weak Are Meat The Strong Do

Creation Never Ceased On The Sixth Evening, It Occurs To The Young Man. Creation Unfolds Around Us, Despite Us And Through Us At The Speed Of Days And Nights. And We Call It Love.

Once Any Tyranny Becomes Accepted As Ordinary, Its Victory Is Assured.

If Swans Weren't Real Myths'd Make Up.

Perhaps All Human Interaction Is About Wanting And Getting.

It's True That Stammerers Can Become More Adept At Sentence Construction.