Caress Your Phrase Tenderly; It Will End

God, Conquered, Will Become Satan; Satan, Conquering, Will Become God. May The Fates Spare Me This Terrible Lot; I Love The Hell Which Formed My Genius. I Love The Earth Where I Have Done Some Good, If It Be Possible To Do Any Good In This Fearful World Where Beings Live But By Rapine.

The Arab Who Built Himself A Hut With Marbles From The Temple Of Palmyra Is More Philosophical Than All The Curators Of The Museums Of London, Paris, And Munich.

The Dog Is A Religious Animal. In His Savage State He Worships The Moon And The Lights That Float Upon The Waters. These Are His Gods To Whom He Appeals At Night With Long-drawn Howls.

You Think You Are Dying For Your Country; You Die For The Industrialists.

There Is A Certain Impertinence In Allowing Oneself To Be Burned For An Opinion.