Falling In Love Is Great But Being

When I Was Young, Some Women Told Me They Loved Me For My Long Eyelashes. I Accepted. Later It Was For My Wit. Then For My Power And Money. Then For My Talent. Then For My Mind-deep. Ok, I Can Handle All Of It. The Only Woman Who Scares Me Is The One Who Loves Me For Myself Alone. I Have Plans For Her. I Have Poisons And Daggers And Dark Graves In Caves To Hide Her Head. She Can't Be Allowed To Live. Especially If She's Sexually Faithful And Never Lies And Always Puts Me Ahead Of Everything And Everyone.

What We Think Of As Our Sensitivity Is Only The Higher Evolution Of Terror In A Poor Dumb Beast. We Suffer For Nothing. Our Own Death Wish Is Our Only Real Tragedy.

Accidents Don't Happen To People Who Take Accidents As A Personal Insult.

He Smelled The Garden, The Yellow Shield Of Light Smote His Eyes, And He Whispered, "life Is So Beautiful." ... Yes, He Thought, If I Can Die Saying, "life Is So Beautiful," Then Nothing Else Is Important.

Never Show Anger At Slight,tell Nothing.earn Respect From Everyone By Deeds,not Words.respect The Members Of Your Blood Family.gambling Was Recreation,not A Way To Earn A Living.love Your Father,your Mother, Your Sister But Beware Of Loving Any Other Woman Than Your Wife.and A Wife Was A Woman Who Bore Your Children.and Once That Happened To You,your Life Was Forfeit To Give Them Their Daily Bread