[t]he Cradle Is Shallower Than The Grave.

Rather Than The Obsession With Impurity, You'd Do Better To Fear The Nostalgia For Purity.

There Is Nothing That God Hates So Much As A Liar.

I Can Now See To The Bottom Of My Own Depths, There Is Nothing Stopping My Gaze, No Obstacle Is In The Way. And There Is Nothing There.

[t]he Cradle Is Shallower Than The Grave.

It Is The Perpetual Dread Of Fear, The Fear Of Fear, That Shapes The Face Of A Brave Man.