Every decision is liberating, even if it leads to disaster. Otherwise, why do so many people walk upright and with open eyes into their misfortune?

Explain nothing. Put it there. Say it. Leave.

You draw closer to truth by shutting yourself off from mankind.

His head is made of stars, but not yet arranged into constellations.

The act of naming is the great and solemn consolation of mankind

Most religions do not make men better, only warier.

A head full of stars, just not in constellation yet.