So All A Man Could

Real Fulfillment, For The Man Who Allows Absolutely Free Rein To His Desires, And Who Much Dominate Everything, Lies In Hatred.

At One Time Or Another All Normal People Have Wished Their Loved Ones Were Dead.

The Great Courage Is To Stare As Squarely At The Light As At Death.

Proof Is Never Definitive, After All; One Has To Begin Again With Each New Person.

For Who Would Dare To Assert That Eternal Happiness Can Compensate For A Single Moment's Human Suffering