Chance Is The Pseudonym God Uses When

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.

For Every Monarchy Overthrown The Sky Becomes Less Brilliant, Because It Loses A Star. A Republic Is Ugliness Set Free.

Dictionary: The Universe In Alphabetical Order.

Of All The Ways Of Defining Man, The Worst Is The One Which Makes Him Out To Be A Rational Animal.

Silence Is The Wit Of Fools.