Innocence Is A Kind Of Insanity

Hope Was An Instinct Only The Reasoning Human Mind Could Kill. An Animal Never Knew Despair.

One Forgets So Quickly One's Own Youth.

Most Things Disappoint Till You Look Deeper.

Hate Is An Automatic Response To Fear, For Fear Humiliates.

I Could Have Waited Years, Now That I Knew The End Of The Story. I Was Cold And Wet And Very Happy. I Could Even Look With Charity Towards The Altar And The Figure Dangling There. She Loves Us Both, I Thought, But If There Is To Be A Conflict Between An Image And A Man, I Know Who Will Win. I Could Put My Hand On Her Thigh Or My Mouth On Her Breast; He Was Imprisoned Behind The Altar And Couldn't Move To Plead His Cause.