We Run To Place And Power Over

There Is No Loneliness Like The Loneliness Of Crowds, Especially To Those Who Are Unaccustomed To Them.

Thinking Can Only Serve To Measure Out The Helplessness Of Thought.

So They Crucified Their Messiah? Well Can I Believe It. That He Was A Son Of The Living Spirit Would Be Naught To Them, If Indeed He Was So.... They Would Care Little For Any God If He Came Not With Pomp And Power.

Passion Is Like The Lightning, It Is Beautiful, And It Links The Earth To Heaven, But Alas It Blinds!

Women Love The Last Blow As Well As The Last Word, And When They Fight For Love They Are Pitiless As A Wounded Buffalo.