Power Attracts The Corruptible. Suspect Any Who

I Must Not Fear. Fear Is The Mind-killer. Fear Is The Little-death That Brings Total Obliteration. I Will Face My Fear. I Will Permit It To Pass Over Me And Through Me. And When It Has Gone Past I Will Turn The Inner Eye To See Its Path. Where The Fear Has Gone There Will Be Nothing. Only I Will Remain.

Order Generally Was A Product Of Human Activity. Chaos Existed As A Raw Material From Which To Create Order.

Power Tends To Isolate Those Who Hold Too Much Of It. Eventually, They Lose Touch With Reality ... And Fall.

All Proofs Inevitably Lead To Propositions Which Have No Proof! All Things Are Known Because We Want To Believe In Them.

Most Believe That A Satisfactory Future Requires A Return To An Idealized Past, A Past Which Never In Fact Existed.