To Reflect Is To Disturb One's Thoughts.

On The Brink Of Being Satiated, Desire Still Appears Infinite.

We Give Others Praise Which We Ourselves Don't Believe, As Long As They Respond With Praise We Can Believe.

God, That Checkroom Of Our Dreams.

Kill One Man, And You Are Murderer.

Science Had Better Not Free The Minds Of Men Too Much, Before It Has Tamed Their Instincts.