In Heaven, All The Interesting

Many Find Their Heart When They Have Lost Their Head.

Doing Ill To Those On Whom We Have To Make Our Power Felt; For Pain Is A Far More Sensitive Means For That Purpose Than Pleasure: Pain Always Asks Concerning The Cause, While Pleasure Is Inclined To Keep Within Itself And Not Look Backward.

Is It Not Better To Fall Into The Hands Of A Murderer, Than Into The Dreams Of A Lustful Woman?

If You Look Long Enough Into The Void, The Void Begins To Look Back Through You.

To Be Ashamed Of One's Immorality: That Is A Step On The Staircase At Whose End One Is Also Ashamed Of One's Morality.