As if one could know the good a person is capable of, when one doesn't know the bad he might do.
A head full of stars, just not in constellation yet.
You draw closer to truth by shutting yourself off from mankind.
The paranoiac is the exact image of the ruler. The only difference is their position in the world. One might even think the paranoiac the more impressive of the two because he is sufficient unto himself and cannot be shaken by failure.
His head is made of stars, but not yet arranged into constellations.
Whether or not God is dead: it is impossible to keep silent about him who was there for so long.