For My Own Part, I Have Never

I Dread The Events Of The Future, Not In Themselves But In Their Results.

The Object, Truth, Or The Satisfaction Of The Intellect, And The Object, Passion, Or The Excitement Of The Heart, Are, Although Attainable, To A Certain Extent, In Poetry, Far More Readily Attainable In Prose.

All Religion, My Friend, Is Simply Evolved Out Of Fraud, Fear, Greed, Imagination, And Poetry.

If A Man Deceives Me Once, Shame On Him; If He Deceives Me Twice, Shame On Me.

Reality Is The #1 Cause Of Insanity Among Those Who Are In Contact With It