No Ends, Simply Means.

We Turn Toward God Only To Obtain The Impossible.

The Temptation Shared By All Forms Of Intelligence: Cynicism.

But All The Long Speeches, All The Interminable Days And Hours That People Had Spent Talking About My Soul, Had Left Me With The Impression Of A Colorless Swirling River That Was Making Me Dizzy.

What Is Human In Me Is Not What Is Best In Me. What Is Human In Me Is That I Desire, And To Obtain What I Desire, I Believe I Would Crush Anything That Stood In My Way.

In Order To Exist Just Once In The World, It Is Necessary Never Again To Exist.