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Evil Is Done Without Effort, Naturally, It's Destiny; Good Is Always The Product Of Skill.

There Exist Certain Individuals Who Are, By Nature, Given Purely To Contemplation And Are Utterly Unsuited To Action, And Who, Nevertheless, Under A Mysterious And Unknown Impulse, Sometimes Act With A Speed Which They Themselves Would Have Thought Beyond Them.

There Is A Certain Cowardice, A Certain Weakness, Rather, Among Respectable Folk. Only Brigands Are Convinced-of What? That They Must Succeed. And So They Do Succeed.

I Am A Cemetery Abhorred By The Moon, In Which Long Worms Crawl Like Remorse.

The People Adore Authority.