Triumph Depends On A Roll Of Fate's

The Value Of Many Men And Books Rests Solely On Their Faculty For Compelling All To Seek Out The Most Hidden And Intimate Things.

And Like A Wind Shall I One Day Blow Amongst Them And With My Spirit Take Away Their Soul's Breath: Thus My Future Wills It.

Everything Good Is The Transmutation Of Something Evil: Every God Has A Devil For A Father.

A Man Who Is Very Busy Seldom Changes His Opinions.

On The Heights It Is Warmer Than Those In The Valley Imagine.