The More Wants A Man Has, The

If There Is A God, Then He Was Particularly Harsh To Me

Man Was The Outlaw, The Rebel, The Distorted Shape That Scarred The Earth, The Voice That Silenced The Music Of Eden, The Hand That Raised Up Obscenities And Blasphemies. Man Was The Pariah-dog, The Moral Leper In This Translucent Mirror Of Heaven. He Was The Muddier Of Crystal Waters, The Despoiler Of Forests, The Murderer Of The Innocent, The Challenger Against God. He Was The Assassin Of The Saints And The Prophets, For They Spoke Of What He Would Not Hear, In The Darkness Of His Spirit!

I Am A Westerner Of Westerners!

The Very Idea Of Carrying My Memory Into Eternity Devastated Me, And I Took Refuge In Atheism.

No Woman Has Ever Been An Authentic Genius Of The Stature Of Men, But That Does Not Enrage Me