The Power Of The Visible

To Wear The Arctic Fox You Have To Kill It.

What Is Our Innocence, What Is Our Guilt? All Are Naked, None Is Safe.

We Are What We Were At Birth, And Each Trait Has Remained In Conformity With Earth's And With Heaven's Logic: Be The Devil's Tool, Resort To Black Magic, None Can Diverge From The Ends Which Heaven Foreordained.

Superior People Never Make Long Visits.

The Power Of The Visible Is The Invisible.