Worthy Or Not, My Life Is My

I Have Felt In My Very Blood, Ever Since I Was Born, A Most Unconquerable Hatred Towards The Whole Tribe Of Fools, And It Arises From The Fact That I Feel Myself A Blockhead Whenever I Am In Their Company.

I Am Writing My Life To Laugh At Myself, And I Am Succeeding.

We Love Without Heeding Reason, And Cease To Love In The Same Manner.

Desires Are But Pain And Torment, And Enjoyment Is Sweet Because It Delivers Us From Them.

We Avenge Intellect When We Dupe A Fool, And It Is A Victory Not To Be Despised For A Fool Is Covered With Steel And It Is Often Very Hard To Find His Vulnerable Part.