But I still wonder how it was possible, in those graceless years of transition, long ago, that men did not see whither they were going, and went on, in blindness and cowardice, to their fate. I wonder, for it is hard for me to conceive how men who knew the word "I," could give it up and not know what they lost. But such has been the story, for I have lived in the City of the damned, and I know what horror men permitted to be brought upon them.

Money is only a tool. It will take you wherever you wish, but it will not replace you as the driver.

Have you ever felt a potential love for someone? Like, you don't actually love them and you know you don't, but you know you could. You realise that you could easily fall in love with them. It's almost like the bud of a flower, ready to blossom but it's just not quite there yet. And you like them a lot, you really do. You think about them often, but you don't love them. You could, though. You know you could.

Power-lust is a weed that grows only in the vacant lots of an abandoned mind.

Sacrifice is the surrender of that which you value in favor of which you dont

A society without intellectuals is like a body without a head

There's only one passion in most artists more violent than their desire for admiration: their fear of identifying the nature of such admiration as they do receive.