It Is Not My Mode Of Thought

If The Objects Who Serve Us Feel Ecstacy, They Are Much More Often Concerned With Themselves Than With Us, And Our Own Enjoyment Is Consequently Impaired. The Idea Of Seeing Another Person Experience The Same Pleasure Reduces One To A Kind Of Equality Which Spoils The Unutterable Charms That Come From Despotism.

Your Service Will Be Arduous, It Will Be Painful And Rigorous, And The Slightest Delinquencies Will Be Requited Immediately With Corporal And Afflicting Punishments; Hence, I Must Recommend To You Prompt Exactness, Submissiveness, And Total Self-abnegation That You Be Enabled To Heed Naught But Our Desires; Let Them Be Your Laws, Fly To Do Their Bidding, Anticipate Them, Cause Them To Be Born.

All, All Is Theft, All Is Unceasing And Rigorous Competition In Nature; The Desire To Make Off With The Substance Of Others Is The Foremost - The Most Legitimate - Passion Nature Has Bred Into Us And, Without Doubt, The Most Agreeable One.

The Majority Of Pop Stars Are Complete Idiots In Every Respect.

Why Do You Complain Of Your Fate When You Could So Easily Change It?