One Must Use The Weapons One Finds

Death Does Not Frighten Me, But Dying Obscurely And Above All Uselessly Does.

For Now It Seems That By Advancing Into Unknown Territories, I Entered Into My Life

The Farther Behind I Leave The Past, The Closer I Am To Forging My Own Character.

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

Civilization, That Great Fraud Of Our Times, Has Promised Man That By Complicating His Existence It Would Multiply His Pleasures. ... Civilization Has Promised Man Freedom, At The Cost Of Giving Up Everything Dear To Him, Which It Arrogantly Treated As Lies And Fantasies. ... Hour By Hour Needs Increase And Are Nearly Always Unsatisfied, Peopling The Earth With Discontented Rebels. The Superfluous Has Become A Necessity And Luxuries Indispensable.