Democracy Is An Abuse Of Statistics.

One Concept Corrupts And Confuses The Others. I Am Not Speaking Of The Evil Whose Limited Sphere Is Ethics; I Am Speaking Of The Infinite.

There Are Those Who Seek The Love Of A Woman To Forget Her, To Not Think About Her.

We (the Indivisible Divinity That Works In Us) Have Dreamed The World. We Have Dreamed It Resistant, Mysterious, Visible, Ubiquitous In Space And Firm In Time, But We Have Allowed Slight, And Eternal, Bits Of The Irrational To Form Part Of Its Architecture So As To Know That It Is False.

May Heaven Exist, Even If My Place Is Hell.

Reality May Avoid The Obligation To Be Interesting, But ... Hypotheses May Not.