If You Want Me To Believe In

My Ideas Are My Whores.

Bad Company Is As Instructive As Licentiousness. One Makes Up For The Loss Of One's Innocence With The Loss Of One's Prejudices.

There Is Not A Musselman Alive Who Would Not Imagine That He Was Performing An Action Pleasing To God And His Holy Prophet By Exterminating Every Christian On Earth, While The Christians Are Scarcely More Tolerant On Their Side.

I Discuss With Myself Questions Of Politics, Love, Taste, Or Philosophy. I Let My Mind Rove Wantonly, Give It Free Rein To Followany Idea, Wise Or Mad That May Present Itself. My Ideas Are My Harlots.

We Swallow Greedily Any Lie That Flatters Us, But We Sip Only Little By Little At A Truth We Find Bitter.