The Law In Its Majesty Prohibits Rich

The Law In Its Majesty Prohibits Rich And Poor Alike From Sleeping Under Bridges.

It Is The Certainty That They Possess The Truth That Makes Men Cruel.

A Tale Without Love Is Like Beef Without Mustard: Insipid.

God, Conquered, Will Become Satan; Satan, Conquering, Will Become God. May The Fates Spare Me This Terrible Lot; I Love The Hell Which Formed My Genius. I Love The Earth Where I Have Done Some Good, If It Be Possible To Do Any Good In This Fearful World Where Beings Live But By Rapine.

Men Are Not Created To Know, Men Are Not Created To Understand ... And Our Illusions Increase With Our Knowledge.