Into The Eternal Darkness, Into Fire And

He Who Know Most Grieves Most For Wasted Time.

Lying In A Featherbed Will Bring You No Fame, Nor Staying Beneath The Quilt, And He Who Uses Up His Life Without Achieving Fame Leaves No More Vestige Of Himself On Earth Than Smoke In The Air Or Foam Upon The Water.

It Is Necessity And Not Pleasure That Compels Us.

I Love To Doubt As Well As Know.

As Phantoms Frighten Beasts When Shadows Fall.