In The End One Only

A Martyr's Disciples Suffer More Than The Martyr.

It Is Not Things, But Opinions About Things That Have Absolutely No Existence, Which Have So Deranged Mankind!

Is Not Wounded Vanity The Mother Of All Tragedies?

I Despise Mystics, They Fancy Themselves So Deep, When They Aren't Even Superficial.

Perhaps Man Will Rise Ever Higher As Soon As He Ceases To Flow Out Into A God.