However Un-christian This May Sound, I Am

That Which Needs To Be Proved Cannot Be Worth Much.

I Still Live, I Still Think: I Still Have To Live, For I Still Have To Think.

Everyone Who Enjoys Supposes That The Tree Was Concerned With The Fruit, But It Was Really Concerned With The Seed. -in This Lies The Difference Between All Those Who Create And Those Who Enjoy.

He Who Climbeth On The Highest Mountains, Laugheth At All Tragic Plays And Tragic Realities.

Christianity Has The Rancor Of The Sick At Its Very Core-the Instinct Against The Healthy, Against Health. Everything That Is Well-constructed, Proud, Gallant And, Above All, Beautiful Gives Offense To Its Ears And Eyes.