You just rebel against everything. How are you going to survive? <br/>I don't know. I'm already tired.

So$$$ thats what they wanted: lies. Beautiful lies. Thats what they needed. People were fools.

The writing of some men is like a vast bridge that carries you over the many things that claw and tear.

My ambition is handicapped by laziness

Happiness comes when your work and words are of benefit to others.

My occupational hazard is my occupation's just not around...

Say over again$$$ and yet once over again$$$<br/>That thou dost love me...-toll<br/>The silver iterance!

If I had caused the cloud$$$ it was my duty to make an effort to dispel it.

In the next world$$$ I could not be worse than I am in this.

If there is anyone here whom I have not insulted$$$ I beg his pardon.