In Life We Pay For

But I Like My Madness. There Is A Thrill In It Unknown To Such Sanity As Yours. ~ Book 1, Chapter 9.

It Came To Mr. Blood, As He Trudged Forward Under The Laden Apple-trees On That Fragrant, Delicious July Morning, That Man—as He Had Long Suspected—was The Vilest Work Of God, And That Only A Fool Would Set Himself Up As A Healer Of A Species That Was Best Exterminated.

When All Is Said, A Man's Final Judgment Of His Fellows Must Be Based Upon His Knowledge Of Himself

Only He Who Is Without Anything Is Without Enemies.

Gold Has At All Times Been Considered The Best Of Testimonies Of Good Faith.