It is said that desire is a product of the will, but the converse is in fact true: will is a product of desire.
Does anyone really know where they're going to?
First move me, astonish me, break my heart, let me tremble, weep, stare, be enraged-only then regale my eyes.
For me, my thoughts are my prostitutes.
Only God and some few rare geniuses can keep forging ahead into novelty.
Do you see this egg? With this you can topple every theological theory, every church or temple in the world.