To Hell With Reality! I

People Don't Deserve The Restraint We Show By Not Going Into Delirium In Front Of Them.

Most People Die At The Last Minute; Others Twenty Years Beforehand, Some Even Earlier. They Are The Wretched Of The Earth.

There Is No Rest For The Humble Except In Despising The Great, Whose Only Thought Of The People Is Inspired By Self-interest Or Sadism.

Love Is Like Liquor, The Drunker And More Impotent You Are, The Stronger And Smarter You Think Yourself And The Surer You Are Of Your Rights.

Philosophizing Is Simply One Way Of Being Afraid, A Cowardly Pretense That Doesn't Get You Anywhere.