What? A Great Man? I Only Ever

All Great Artists And Thinkers Are Great Workers.

The Rising And Falling Of The Scales Of Pride And Humility Sustain The Brooding Mind As Well As The Alternations Of Desire And Peace Of The Soul.

I Am Almost Equal To A Shadow.

I Love The Valiant; But It Is Not Enough To Wield A Broadsword, One Must Also Know Against Whom.

In Certain Pious People I Have Found A Hatred Of Reason, And Have Been Favourably Disposed To Them For It: Their Bad Intellectual Conscience Was At Least Exposed By That!