Speak As Though It Were

There Can Be No Creator, Simply Because His Grief At The Fate Of His Creation Would Be Inconceivable And Unendurable.

Explain Nothing. Put It There. Say It. Leave.

There Emanates From Superlatives A Destructive Force.

He Who Is Obsessed By Death Is Made Guilty By It.

There Is Nothing That Man Fears More Than The Touch Of The Unknown. He Wants To See What Is Reaching Towards Him, And To Be Able To Recognize Or At Least Classify It. Man Always Tends To Avoid Physical Contact With Anything Strange.