You answer to none but the whim of your own black heart.

Man's meanness is a fuse in search of a flame.

She released her grievances like handfuls of birdseed: They are there, and they are gone.

Nothing will ever be enough to satisfy the black hole in our hearts.

There's nothing quite as funny as someone else's misery - Cassel Sharpe.

Truth will never shine from a heart filled with corruption and lies.