There Is An Infinite Amount Of Hope

We Are Sinful Not Only Because We Have Eaten Of The Tree Of Knowledge, But Also Because We Have Not Yet Eaten Of The Tree Of Life. The State In Which We Are Is Sinful, Irrespective Of Guilt.

The Existence Of The Writer Is An Argument Against The Existence Of The Soul, For The Soul Has Obviously Taken Flight From The Real Ego, But Not Improved Itself, Only Become A Writer.

Productivity Is Being Able To Do Things That You Were Never Able To Do Before.

Art Is For The Artist Is Only Suffering Through Which He Releases Himself For Further Suffering.

Writers Speak Stench.