The Joy Of A Strong Nature Is

Christianity Is A Formula: It Is Nothing More.

The Philosopher Stands At His Desk In The Lecture Hall, And Demonstrates Away The Soul Of Man, And With Exact Thought Measures Out His Atoms And Resolves Him Back To Gas And Air. But The Revolutionary, Below In The Crowd, Hears, And Only Translates What He Hears Thus To His Brethren: 'let Us Drink While We May; Property Is Robbery; This Life Is All; Let Us Kill And Eat; There Is No God.

Age Is Nothing But Death That Is Conscious.

Take Hope From The Heart Of Man, And You Make Him A Beast Of Prey.

We Only See Clearly When We Have Reached The Depths Of Woe.