Everything Is Illusion. Even That Last Sentence.

What Do I Believe? I Believe In God, If He Exists.

I Prefer The Sign No Entrance To The Sign Which Says No Exit.

One Has To Multiply Thoughts To The Point Where There Aren't Enough Policemen To Control Them

The Mob Shouts With One Big Mouth And Eats With A Thousand Little Ones.

An Empty Envelope That Is Sealed Contains A Secret.