The Road Of Excess Leads To The

Colouring Does Not Depend On Where The Colours Are Put, But On Where The Lights And Darks Are Put, And All Depends On Form And Outline, On Where That Is Put.

The Stars Are Threshed, And The Souls Are Threshed From Their Husks.

Active Evil Is Better Than Passive Good.

For All Eternity, I Forgive You And You Forgive Me.

Struggling In My Father's Hands, Striving Against My Swaddling Bands, Bound And Weary, I Thought Best To Sulk Upon My Mother's Breast.