It Is On Our Failures

What We Call 'morals' Is Simply Blind Obedience To Words Of Command.

Beauty Is The Child Of Love.

Life Is Livable Because We Know That Wherever We Go Most Of The People We Meet Will Be Restrained In Their Actions Towards Us By An Almost Instinctive Network Of Taboos.

Jealousy, That Dragon Which Slays Love Under The Pretence Of Keeping It Alive.

In Philosophy, It Is Not The Attainment Of The Goal That Matters, It Is The Things That Are Met With By The Way