Go to hell, Willy, our souls eat poetry, but one has seven deadly sins to feed!
maybe the meaning of life lies in looking for it
Why does any martyr cooperate with his judases?...We see a game beyond the endgame...As Seneca warned Nero: No matter how many of us you kill, you will never kill your successor.
If war's first victim is truth, its second is clerical efficiency.
...now I'm a spent firework; but at least I've been a firework.
Women, O, women! They'll find the baddest meanin' in your words & hold it up.