I maintain, in truth, That with a smile we should instruct our youth, Be very gentle when we have to blame, And not put them in fear of virtue's name.
I prefer a pleasant vice to an annoying virtue.
I feed on good soup, not beautiful language.
Its as if you think you'd never find Reason and the Sacred intertwined
We are easily duped by those we love.
We are all mortals, and each is for himself.