One Has Renounced The Great

I Know My Fate. One Day My Name Will Be Tied To The Memory Of Something Monstrous - A Crisis Without Equal On Earth.... I Am No Man, I Am Dynamite!

Every Man In Creating The Beautiful Appearance Of The Dream Worlds Is A Perfect Artist.

In War Personal Revenge Maintains Its Silence.

How Did Reason Come Into The World? As Is Fitting, In An Irrational Manner, By Accident. One Will Have To Guess At It As At A Riddle.

Whoever Writes In Blood And Aphorisms Wants Not To Be Learned But To Be Learned By Heart.