How could I know a famished heart will eat its mind? Can kill its body?

Freedom!- is the fatuous jingle of our civilization, but only those deprived of it have the barest inkling re: what the stuff actually is.

Why does any martyr cooperate with his judases?...We see a game beyond the endgame...As Seneca warned Nero: No matter how many of us you kill, you will never kill your successor.

Hate eats the hater the way ogres eat little boys.

This isn’t lust. Lust wants, does the obvious Love is greedier. Love wants round-the-clock care; protection; rings, vows, joint accounts; scented candles on birthdays; life insurance. Babies. Love’s a dictator.

Strip back the beliefs pasted on by governesses, schools, and states, you find indelible truths at one's core.

Japanese food makes me feel particularly good.