God Is Only A Word Dreamed Up

It Is Necessary To Sleep Upon The Pillow Of Doubt.

There Are Two Infinities That Confuse Me: The One In My Soul Devours Me; The One Around Me Will Crush Me

Of All The Icy Blasts That Blow On Love, A Request For Money Is The Most Chilling.

Concern For Morality Makes Every Work Of The Imagination False And Stupid.

What Is Glory? It Is To Have A Lot Of Nonsense Talked About You.