There Is Desire In Those Who Love

Doth Some One Say That There Be Gods Above? There Are Not; No, There Are Not. Let No Fool, Led By The Old False Fable, Thus Deceive You. Look At The Facts Themselves, Yielding My Words, No Undue Credence: For I Say That Kings Kill, Rob, Break Oaths, Lay Cities Waste By Fraud, And Doing Thus Are Happier Than Those, Who Live Calm Pious Lives Day After Day. All Divinity Is Built-up From Our Good And Evil Luck.

I Would Prefer As Friend A Good Man Ignorant Than One More Clever Who Is Evil Too.

'twas But My Tongue, 'twas Not My Soul That Swore.

Evil Men By Their Own Nature Cannot Ever Prosper.

Who Dares Not Speak His Free Thoughts Is A Slave.