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Angels Are Happier Than Men And Devils, Because They Are Not Always Prying After Good And Evil In One Another, And Eating The Tree Of Knowledge For Satan's Gratification.

My Mother Groaned, My Father Wept, Into The Dangerous World I Leapt.

I Must Create A System Or Be Enslaved By Another Mans; I Will Not Reason And Compare: My Business Is To Create.

Prisons Are Built With Stones Of Law. Brothels With The Bricks Of Religion.

Silent As Despairing Love, And Strong As Jealousy.