Hell Is Not To Love Anymore.

The Most Dangerous Of Our Calculations Are Those We Call Illusions.

Have You Never Been Moved By Poor Men's Fidelity, The Image Of You They Form In Their Simple Minds? Why Should You Always Talk Of Their Envy, Without Understanding That What They Ask Of You Is Not So Much Your Worldly Goods, As Something Very Hard To Define, Which They Themselves Can Put No Name To; Yet At Times It Consoles Their Loneliness; A Dream Of Splendor, Of Magnificence, A Tawdry Dream, A Poor Man's Dream -and Yet God Blesses It!

Justice In The Hands Of The Powerful Is Merely A Governing System Like Any Other. Why Call It Justice?

It Is The Perpetual Dread Of Fear, The Fear Of Fear, That Shapes The Face Of A Brave Man.

I Have Done No Passably Decent Job In This World Which Did Not At First Seem To Me Useless - Absurdly Useless, Useless To The Point Of Nausea. My Secret Demon Is Called:;: What's The Use?