I've Always Enjoyed Poor Health

Despair Is Sometimes The Great Energizer Of The Mind, Though Sometimes Its Flowering May Be Sterile.

But What Was A Body? Dust, Dung, Urine, Itches. It Was The Light Within Which Was Important, And It Was Not Significant If That Light Endured After Death, Or If The Soul Was Blinded Eternally In The Endless Night Of The Suspired Flesh.

I Have Always Had A Horror And Detestation Of Poverty.

Money? I Lost All Taste For It.

Mankind Adores Its Betrayers, And Murders Its Saviors.