I Will Always Be Haunted By Thoughts

One Must Use The Weapons One Finds In One's Path.

To Be Alone Is To Be Free, And Freedom Was The Only Happiness Accessible To My Nature.

I Think It Is Impossible For Human Minds To Think Of Death As A Final, Irrevocable End To Life.

But The Vagrant Owns The Whole Vast Earth That Ends Only At The Nonexistent Horizon, And His Empire Is An Intangible One, For His Domination And Enjoyment Of It Are Things Of The Spirit.

The Cowardly Belief That A Person Must Stay In One Place Is Too Reminiscent Of The Unquestioning Resignation Of Animals, Beasts Of Burden Stupefied By Servitude And Yet Always Willing To Accept The Slipping On Of The Harness. There Are Limits To Every Domain, And Laws To Govern Every Organized Power. But The Vagrant Owns The Whole Vast Earth That Ends Only At The Non-existent Horizon, And Her Empire Is An Intangible One, For Her Domination And Enjoyment Of It Are Things Of The Spirit.