If I Take My Whole, Passionate, Spiritual

This Is The Very Worst Wickedness, That We Refuse To Acknowledge The Passionate Evil That Is In Us. This Makes Us Secret And Rotten.

She Had Borne So Long The Cruelty Of Belonging To Him And Not Being Claimed By Him.

Only At His Maximum Does An Individual Surpass All His Derivative Elements, And Become Purely Himself. And Most People Never Get There. In His Own Pure Individuality A Man Surpasses His Father And Mother, And Is Utterly Unknown To Them.

Only Youth Has A Taste Of Immortality.

There's Always The Hyena Of Morality At The Garden Gate, And The Real Wolf At The End Of The Street.