I Believe In The Compelling Power Of

All Forms Of Dogmatic Religion Should Go. The World Did Without Them In The Past And Can Do So Again.

How True It Is That Words Are But The Vague Shadows Of The Volumes We Mean.

Why Must Women Torment Me So?

It Is A Sad Thing To Want For Happiness, But It Is A Terrible Thing To See Another Groping About Blindly For It, When It Is Almost Within The Grasp.

Life Is A God-damned, Stinking, Treacherous Game And Nine Hundred And Ninety-nine Men Out Of A Thousand Are Bastards.