God, That Checkroom Of Our Dreams.

One Kills A Man, One Is An Assassin; One Kills Millions, One Is A Conqueror; One Kills Everybody, One Is A God.

Theories Pass. The Frog Remains.

The Ideal, Without Doubt, Varies, But Its Enemies, Alas, Are Always The Same.

On Tue Un Homme, On Est Un Assassin. On Tue Des Millions D'hommes, On Est Un Conquérant. On Les Tue Tous, On Est Un Dieu. Kill A Man, And You Are An Assassin. Kill Millions Of Men And You Are A Conqueror. Kill Everyone, And You Are A God.

It Takes A Very Deep-rooted Opinion To Survive Unexpressed.