No Victor Believes In Chance.

Ah, How Little You Know Of Human Happiness - You Comfortable And Benevolent People! For Happiness And Unhappiness Are Brother And Sister - Or Even Twins Who Grow Up Together - Or In Your Case - Remain Small Together!

The Wreckage Of Stars - I Built A World From This Wreckage.

And This Do I Call Immaculate Perception Of All Things: To Want Nothing Else From Them, But To Be Allowed To Lie Before Them As A Mirror With A Hundred Facets.

He Who Is Dissatisfied With Himself Is Continually Ready For Revenge And We Others Will Be His Victims, If Only In Having Always To Endure His Ugly Sight. For The Sight Of The Ugly Makes One Bad And Gloomy.

Once You Were Apes, Yet Even Now Man Is More Of An Ape Than Any Of The Apes.