The world must be peopled. When I said I would die a bachelor, I did n >>
In my stars I am above thee, but be not afraid of greatness. Some are >>
In time we hate that which we often fear. >>
The dew of compassion is a tear. >>
Being part of an agenda beyond ourselves liberates us to complement ea >>
Minerva save us from the cloying syrup of coercive compassion! >>
Mercy but murders, pardoning those that kill.