I Love The One Who Punishes Me

In The Very Depths Of Hell, Do Not Demons Love One Another?

I Can’t Help Being A Gorgeous Fiend. It’s Just The Card I Drew.

But Death We Are, And Death We've Always Been.

I Don't Like Myself You Know. I Love Myself. I'm Devoted To Myself Till My Dying Day. But I Don't Like Myself.

It Is Not Man Who Is The Enemy Of The Human Species. It Is The Irrational; It Is The Spiritual When It Is Divorced From The Material; From The Lesson In One Beating Heart Or One Bleeding Vein.