Pitch-black Winter Nights Live In

Sometimes We Remain True To A Cause Simply Because Its Opponents Are Unfailingly Tasteless.

Existence Really Is An Imperfect Tense That Never Becomes A Present.

The Happiness Of Man Is: I Will. The Happiness Of Woman Is: He Wills.

What Is Evil?-whatever Springs From Weakness.

The Advocates Of A Criminal Are Seldom Artists Enough To Turn The Beautiful Terribleness Of The Deed To The Advantage Of The Doer.