We Have Art In Order Not To

And Like A Wind Shall I One Day Blow Amongst Them And With My Spirit Take Away Their Soul's Breath: Thus My Future Wills It.

Your God Is Dead And Only The Ignorant Weep. And If You Claim There Is A Hell, Then We Shall Meet There!

Early In The Morning, At Break Of Day, In All The Freshness And Dawn Of One's Strength, To Read A Book -i Call That Vicious!

Man Is The Cruelest Animal.

Marriages That Made Out Of Love (so-called "love-matches") Have Error As Their Father And Misery (necessity) As Their Mother.