When Tarzan killed he more often smiled than scowled, and smiles are the foundation of beauty.
Death, only, renders hope futile.
Am I alive and a reality, or am I but a dream?
Imagination is but another name for super intelligence.
If I had followed my better judgment always, my life would have been a very dull one.
I loved her. I still love her, though I curse her in my sleep, so nearly one are love and hate, the two most powerful and devasting emotions that control man, nations, life.