Every word is a prejudice.
One does not want to be deceived, under the supposition that it is injurious, dangerous, or fatal to be deceived.
I love him who justifieth the future ones, and redeemeth the past ones: for he is willing to succumb through the present ones.
Faith makes blessed. Consequently it lies.
One must separate from anything that forces one to repeat No again and again.
He who rejoices even at the stake triumphs not over pain but over the absence of pain where he had anticipated feeling it. A parable.