He Who Doesn't Find A Little Enough

Pleasure Is The First Good. It Is The Beginning Of Every Choice And Every Aversion. It Is The Absence Of Pain In The Body And Of Troubles In The Soul.

When We Exist, Death Is Not Yet Present, And When Death Is Present, Then We Do Not Exist.

As If They Were Our Own Handiwork We Place A High Value On Our Characters.

Death Is Meaningless To The Living Because They Are Living, And Meaningless To The Dead… Because They Are Dead.

Is He Neither Able Nor Willing? Then Why Call Him God?