Hell Is Not In Torture; Hell Is

To Judge You By Your Failures Is To Cast Blame Upon The Seasons For Their Inconstancy.

And Is Not The Lute That Soothes Your Spirit The Very Wood That Was Hollowed With Knives?

You Have Your Ideology And I Have Mine.

Love Is The Only Freedom In The World Because It So Elevates The Spirit That The Laws Of Humanity And The Phenomena Of Nature Do Not Alter Its Course.

Your Pain Is The Breaking Of The Shell That Encloses Your Understanding. Even As The Stone Of The Fruit Must Break, That Its Heart May Stand In The Sun, So Must You Know Pain.