Man's yesterday may never be like his morrow; Nought may endure but Mutability.
Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.
Soul meets soul on lovers' lips.
Fear not for the future, weep not for the past.
Obscenity, which is ever blasphemy against the divine beauty in life, is a monster for which the corruption of society forever brings forth new food, which it devours in secret.
When my cats aren't happy, I'm not happy. Not because I care about their mood but because I know they're just sitting there thinking up ways to get even.