It Is Always By Way Of Pain

Lust Is To The Other Passions What The Nervous Fluid Is To Life; It Supports Them All, Lends Strength To Them All Ambition, Cruelty, Avarice, Revenge, Are All Founded On Lust.

Happiness Is Ideal, It Is The Work Of The Imagination.

Religions Are The Cradles Of Despotism.

Your Body Is The Church Where Nature Asks To Be Reverenced.

No Kind Of Sensation Is Keener And More Active Than That Of Pain Its Impressions Are Unmistakable.