Patriotism Is The Religion Of Hell.

Why Is The King Of Hearts The Only One That Hasn't A Moustache?

People Never Want To Be Told Anything They Do Not Believe Already.

Time Changes All Things And Cultivates Even In Herself An Appreciation Of Irony, And, Therefore, Why Shouldn't I Have Changed A Trifle?

Poetry Is Man's Rebellion Against Being What He Is.

I Fear You And, Yes, I Love You: And Yet I Cannot Believe. Why Could You Not Let Me Believe, Where So Many Believed? Or Else, Why Could You Not Let Me Deride, As The Remainder Derided So Noisily? O God, Why Could You Not Let Me Have Faith? For You Gave Me No Faith In Anything, Not Even In Nothingness. It Was Not Fair.