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An Evil For These Times Destined To Move Through The World In Handsome Human Guise.

Get Thee Behind Me, Tragedy.

A Perfectly Evil Devil Makes Even Less Sense Than A Perfect God.

No Matter How Long We Exist, We Have Our Memories. Points In Time Which Time Itself Cannot Erase. Suffering May Distort My Backward Glances, But Even To Suffering, Some Memories Will Yield Nothing Of Their Beauty Or Their Splendor. Rather They Remain As Hard As Gems.

There's A Virtue,' Felix Said, 'to Listening To A Reluctant Storyteller. You Know That He Is In Fact Diving Deep For The Salvageable Truth.