Life is, of course, terrible.

It had been a wonderful evening and what I needed now, to give it the perfect ending, was a little of the Ludwig Van.

Delimitation is always difficult. The world is one, life is one. The sweetest and most heavenly of activities partake in some measure of violence - the act of love, for instance; music, for instance.

laws and conditions appropriate to a mechanical creation, against this I raise my sword-pen.

...the essential intention is the real sin. A man who cannot choose ceases to be a man.

Alex like groweth up, Oh Yes.

Welly, welly, welly, welly, welly, welly, well. To what do I owe the extreme pleasure of this surprising visit?