One Should Die Proudly When It Is

The Consequences Of Our Actions Take Hold Of Us, Quite Indifferent To Our Claim That Meanwhile We Have 'improved.

All Credibility, All Good Conscience, All Evidence Of Truth Come Only From The Senses.

Faith Is The Path Of Least Resistance.

God Remains Dead. And We Have Killed Him. Yet His Shadow Still Looms. How Shall We Comfort Ourselves, The Murderers Of All Murderers?

It Is Nothing But Fanaticism And Beautiful Soulism To Expect Very Much (or Even, Much Only) From Humanity When It Has Forgotten How To Wage War.