Colourful lips are pretty, child but they also speak colourful lies.

Not everyone man is a lover, not every love is the love.

My mood depends on the girl whom I love, but she is like a wildest hurricane, drifting shore to shore.

But perhaps she has given me the strength and the madness to write about the things that I once desired so long to put against the world.

The Face of Innocence is disguised by the Mask of Deceit. Only the Truth can remove it.

It is my belief... that the truth is generally preferable to lies.