Skepticism Is The Sadism Of Embittered Souls.

We Are So Lonely In Life That We Must Ask Ourselves If The Loneliness Of Dying Is Not A Symbol Of Our Human Existence.

There Was A Time When Time Did Not Yet Exist.

Doubt Works Deep Within You Like A Disease Or, Even More Effectively, Like A Faith.

Mind, Even More Deadly To Empires Than To Individuals, Erodes Them, Compromises Their Solidity.

After Having Struggled Madly To Solve All Problems, After Having Suffered On The Heights Of Despair, In The Supreme Hour Of Revelation, You Will Find That The Only Answer, The Only Reality, Is Silence.