Who Is Better, They Who Promote Truth

The Last Christian Died On A Cross.

Your Only Problem, Perhaps, Is That You Scream Without Letting Yourself Cry.

On All The Walls, Wherever Walls Exist, I Will Inscribe This Eternal Indictment Of Christianity--i Have Letters To Make Even Blindmen See.... I Call Christianity The Single Great Curse, The Single Great Innermost Depravity, The Single Great Instinct Of Revenge, For Which No Means Is Poisonous, Secretive, Subterranean, Small Enough--i Call It Mankind's Single Immortal Blemish.... And We Reckon Time From The Dies Nefastus With Which This Calamity Arose--following Christianity's First Day!--why Not Following Its Last Day, Instead?--following Today?--transvaluation Of All Values!

Triumph Depends On A Roll Of Fate's Dice; The Ultimate Prize Is A Place In Heaven.

Poets Are Shameless With Their Experiences: They Exploit Them.