To Confer Dignity, Forgive. To Express Contempt,

Your Flattery Is As Full Of Contempt As Your Insults Were.

Pity Drowns In Numbers.

I Seldom Remember My Father, But I Sneeze And Rub My Nose The Way He Did. I Also Love My Son With Grief And Anger, As He Did.

Violence Stops Thought. Hence Its Popularity As A Pain-killer.

No Need To Be Sentimental To Mourn The Loss Of Paradise.