For I Think Belief In God Is

Procrastination Is What We Often Call 'resistance.

We Mourn The Blossoms Of May Because They Are To Whither; But We Know That May Is One Day To Have Its Revenge Upon November, By The Revolution Of That Solemn Circle Which Never Stops - Which Teaches Us In Our Height Of Hope, Ever To Be Sober, And In Our Depth Of Desolation, Never To Despair.

For I Think Belief In God Is Not A Matter Of Reason At All; I Think It Finally Is A Matter Of Love.

When The Filter Is Weakened By A Powerful Drug, What We See Is Not Delusion But The Truth.

Horror Does Not Interest Me, And So I Know Little Of Its Practicioners, Old Or Current