The Impotence Of God Is Infinite.

The Power Of Love Itself Weakens And Gradually Becomes Lost With Age, Like All The Other Energies Of Man.

The Truth Is That Life Is Delicious, Horrible, Charming, Frightful, Sweet, Bitter, And That Is Everything.

Man Is A Rational Animal. He Can Think Up A Reason For Anything He Wants To Believe.

A Simple Style Is Like White Light. Although Complex, It Does Not Appear To Be So.

You Think You Are Dying For Your Country; You Die For The Industrialists.