I Do Not Speak The Minds Of

Men Are Most Apt To Believe What They Least Understand.

There Is As Much Difference Between Us And Ourselves As There Is Between Us And Others.

The Ceaseless Labour Of Your Life Is To Build The House Of Death.

Judgement Holds In Me A Magisterial Seat, At Least It Carefully Tries To. It Lets My Feelings Go Their Way, Both Hatred And Friendship, Even The Friendship I Bear Myself, Without Being Changed And Corrupted By Them.

Death Pays All Debts.