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I Call Christianity The One Great Curse, The One Great Intrinsic Depravity, And The One Great Instinct Of Revenge, For Which No Means Are Venomous Enough, Or Secret, Subterranean And Small Enough - I Call It The One Immortal Blemish On The Human Race.

We Fear Our Neighbor's Hostile Mood Because We Are Afraid That This Mood Will Lead Him To Penetrate Our Secrets.

Perhaps No One As Yet Has Been Truthful Enough About What "truthfulness" Is.

I Love Him Who Desireth Not Too Many Virtues. One Virtue Is More Of A Virtue Than Two, Because It Is More Of A Knot For One's Destiny To Cling To.

We Deceive Ourselves When Giving Respect To The Person For Whom We Have Surrendered Ourselves, When We Respectively Expect Them To Be As We Would Wish Them To Be.