The Degradation Which Characterizes The State Into

The Impossibility Of Outraging Nature Is The Greatest Anguish Man Can Know.

I Write What I See, The Endless Procession To The Guillotine. Were All Lined Up, Waiting For The Crunch Of The Blade... The Rivers Of Blood Are Flowing Beneath Our Feet... Ive Been To Hell, Young Man, Youve Only Read About It.

The Reasoning Man Who Scorns The Prejudices Of Simpletons Necessarily Becomes The Enemy Of Simpletons; He Must Expect As Much, And Laugh At The Inevitable.

Happiness Lies Neither In Vice Nor In Virtue; But In The Manner We Appreciate The One And The Other, And The Choice We Make Pursuant To Our Individual Organization.

I Am About To Put Foward Some Major Ideas; They Will Be Heard And Pondered. If Not All Of Them Please, Surely A Few Will; In Some Sort, Then, I Shall Have Contributed To The Progress Of Our Age, And Shall Be Content.