The Only Death I Fear Is Dying

You Are Very Easily Exasperated, My Dear. If You're A Leaf Trembling On A Wide, Deep River, Relax And Ride The Current. It's Always Worked For Me, I Assure You.

Evil Is Nothing But A Word, An Objectification Where No Objectification Is Necessary. Cast Aside This Notion Of Some External Agency As The Source Of Inconceivable Inhumanity - The Sad Truth Is Our Possession Of An Innate Proclivity Towards Indifference, Towards Deliberate Denial Of Mercy, Towards Disengaging All That Is Moral Within Us. But If That Is Too Dire , Let's Call It Evil. And Paint It With Fire And Venom.

Any Reasonable Ruler Would Have The Expectation And The Demand The Other Way Round.

A Celebration Of Insignificance, Is That All We Are In The End? And One Day I’ll Just Be One More Of Those Faces, Frozen In Death And Wonder

The More Civilized A Nation, The More Conformed Its Population, Until That Civilization's Last Age Arrives, When Multiplicity Wages War With Conformity. The Former Grows Ever Wilder, Ever More Dysfunctional In Its Extremities; Whilst The Latter Seeks To Increase Its Measure Of Control, Until Such Efforts Acquire Diabolical Tyranny.' - Traveller