I cannot hate them because nothing binds me to them; I have nothing in common with them.
ImmortalityLove burns. Whiskey burns. George Burns. What do all three have in common? They’re all dead to me.
XazaqazaxMe and her, we’re both hiding who we really are. This is a common practice. It’s called dating.
XazaqazaxWhen the officers are too strong and the common soldiers too weak, the result is COLLAPSE.
The Art of WarA common defect of modern art study is that too many students do not know why they draw.
Robert Henri