Then, are you master of us all? You didn't teach her that. Was she supposed to imbibe it from my quiet subservience?

How could anyone love Him? What did you just tell me yourself about the world? Don't you see, everybody hates God now. It's not that God is dead in the twentieth century. It's that everybody hates Him! At least I think so.

Do you know what it means to be loved by Death?... Do you know what it means to have Death know your name?

It's so easy to persecute an older, overweight, unwise, crude, ignorant woman who may very well be a good person at heart who has achieved a great deal in her life. So easy to vilify her and hate her and try to destroy her life. Woe to anyone today who is not slender, young, clever and politically correct.

You look good to me, you damnable little devil, good to embrace and good to love.

One will hate you for taking his life, another will run to excesses that you scorn. A third will emerge mad and raving, another a monster you cannot control. One will be jealous of your superiority, another shut you out... And the veil will always come down between you Make a legion, you will be, always and forever alone!

We breathe the light, we breathe the music, we breathe the moment as it passes through us.