What Does It Matter, All Is Grace.

Appearances Are Nothing.... And First Of All They Should Not Be Feared, They Are Only Dangerous To The Weak.

Only The Present Counts.

Fear, True Fear, Is A Savage Frenzy. Of All The Insanities Of Which We Are Capable, It Is Surely The Cruelest. There Is Naught To Equal Its Drive, And Naught Can Survive Its Thrust.

I Don't Think We Can Ever Learn Much From Ultra-sensitive, Shifty Faces, Skilled In Disguise, That Hide Themselves In Lust, As Beasts Hide To Die.

The Contradictions In Renan , His Feminine Sensibility, Coquetry, Unavowed Egotism, And Sudden Emotional Outbursts, All Indicate A Soul Deliberately Using Distraction As A Means Of Evasion. The Perpetual Equivocation Bears Witness To God In The Same Way As The Twisting And Turning Of A Hunted Animal Indicates The Presence Of An Unseen Hunter.