The Drive Toward Knowledge Has

Egoism Is The Very Essence Of A Noble Soul.

The Earth Is Like The Breasts Of A Woman: Useful As Well As Pleasing.

Existence Really Is An Imperfect Tense That Never Becomes A Present.

Against Boredom Even Gods Struggle In Vain.

I Call Christianity The One Great Curse, The One Great Intrinsic Depravity, And The One Great Instinct Of Revenge, For Which No Means Are Venomous Enough, Or Secret, Subterranean And Small Enough - I Call It The One Immortal Blemish On The Human Race.