He Must Have Killed A Lot Of

Perfect Reason Avoids All Extremes.

What! Would You Make No Distinction Between Hypocrisy And Devotion? Would You Give Them The Same Names, And Respect The Mask As You Do The Face? Would You Equate Artifice And Sincerity? Confound Appearance With Truth? Regard The Phantom As The Very Person? Value Counterfeit As Cash?

It Is Good Food And Not Fine Words That Keeps Me Alive.

Without Dance, A Man Can Do Nothing.

The True Touchstone Of Wit Is The Impromptu.