Truth Titillates The Imagination Far Less Than

God Strung Up His Own Son Like A Side Of Veal. I Shudder To Think What He Would Do To Me.

Lust's Passion Will Be Served; It Demands, It Militates, It Tyrannizes.

Cruelty, Very Far From Being A Vice, Is The First Sentiment Nature Injects In Us All.

All Universal Moral Principles Are Idle Fancies.

One Must Feel Sorry For Those Who Have Strange Tastes, But Never Insult Them. Their Wrong Is Nature's Too; They Are No More Responsible For Having Come Into The World With Tendencies Unlike Ours Than Are We For Being Born Bandy-legged Or Well-proportioned.