He Who Cannot Give Anything Away Cannot

Of All Evil I Deem You Capable: Therefore I Want Good From You. Verily, I Have Often Laughed At The Weaklings Who Thought Themselves Good Because They Had No Claws.

The First Opinion That Occurs To Us When We Are Suddenly Asked About Something Is Usually Not Our Own But Only The Current One Pertaining To Our Class, Position, Or Parentage; Our Own Opinions Seldom Swim On The Surface.

Faith Makes Blessed. Consequently It Lies.

It Is The Powerful Who Know How To Honour, It Is Their Art, Their Domain For Invention.

The Spirit Of The Poet Craves Spectators... Even If Only Buffaloes.