How Much Disgruntled Heaviness, Lameness,

The Best Of All Things Is Something Entirely Outside Your Grasp: Not To Be Born, Not To Be, To Be Nothing. But The Second-best Thing For You - Is To Die Soon.

The Hour When You Say, "what Does My Happiness Matter? It Is Poverty And Filth, And A Wretched Complacency. Yet My Happiness Should Justify Existence Itself!

The Doctrine Of Equality! ... But There Is No More Venomous Poison In Existence: For It Appears To Be Preached By Justice Itself, When It Is Actually The End Of Justice ... "equality To The Equal; Inequality To The Unequal" That Would Be True Justice Speaking: And Its Corollary, "never Make The Unequal Equal".

We Possess Art Lest We Perish Of The Truth.

Belief In Form, But Disbelief In Content - That's What Makes An Aphorism Charming.