Destruction, Hence, Like Creation, Is

What We Are Doing Here Is Only The Image Of What We Would Like To Do.

The Degradation Which Characterizes The State Into Which You Plunge Him By Punishing Him Pleases, Amuses, And Delights Him. Deep Down He Enjoys Having Gone So Far As To Deserve Being Treated In Such A Way.

It Is Certainly No Crime To Depict The Bizarre Ideas That Nature Inspires.

It Requires Only Two Things To Win Credit For A Miracle: A Mountebank And A Number Of Silly Women.

Get It Into Your Head Once And For All, My Simple And Very Fainthearted Fellow, That What Fools Call Humanness Is Nothing But A Weakness Born Of Fear And Egoism; That This Chimerical Virtue, Enslaving Only Weak Men, Is Unknown To Those Whose Character Is Formed By Stoicism, Courage, And Philosophy.