Humanity Adores Only Those Who

An Individual Dies ... When, Instead Of Taking Risks And Hurling Himself Toward Being, He Cowers Within, And Takes Refuge There.

A Distant Enemy Is Always Preferable To One At The Gate.

Those Who Believe In Their Truth -- The Only Ones Whose Imprint Is Retained By The Memory Of Men -- Leave The Earth Behind Them Strewn With Corpses. Religions Number In Their Ledgers More Murders Than The Bloodiest Tyrannies Account For, And Those Whom Humanity Has Called Divine Far Surpass The Most Conscientious Murderers In Their Thirst For Slaughter.

Melancholy Redeems This Universe, And Yet It Is Melancholy That Separates Us From It.

Consciousness Is Nature's Nightmare.