What Greater Pain Could Mortals

I Know Indeed What Evil I Intend To Do, But Stronger Than All My Afterthoughts Is My Fury, Fury That Brings Upon Mortals The Greatest Evils.

Nothing Is Hopeless; We Must Hope For Everything.

Knowledge Is Not Wisdom: Cleverness Is Not, Not Without Awareness Of Our Death, Not Without Recalling Just How Brief Our Flare Is. He Who Overreaches Will, In His Overreaching, Lose What He Possesses, Betray What He Has Now. That Which Is Beyond Us, Which Is Greater Than The Human, The Unattainably Great, Is For The Mad, Or For Those Who Listen To The Mad, And Then Believe Them.

The Lucky Person Passes For A Genius.

I Have Found Power In The Mysteries Of Thought, Exaltation In The Changing Of The Muses; I Have Been Versed In The Reasonings Of Men; But Fate Is Stronger Than Anything I Have Known.