I never found beauty in longing for the impossible and never found the possible to be beyond my reach.

She had won the battle against her memories. But one form of torture remained, untouched by the years, the torture of the word "why?

In the temple of his spirit, each man is alone.

I think, therefore I'll think.

There are two sides to every issue: one side is right and the other is wrong, but the middle is always evil.

The purpose of man's life...is to become an abject zombie who serves a purpose he does not know, for reasons he is not to question.

I refuse to accept as guilt the fact of my own existence.