In battling evil, excess is good; for he who is moderate in announcing the truth is presenting half-truth. He conceals the other half out of fear of people's wrath.

A word I want to see written on my grave: I am alive like you, and I am standing beside you. Close your eyes and look around, you will see me in front of you.

God has given you a spirit with wings on which to soar into the spacious firmament of Love and Freedom. Is it not pitiful than that you cut your wings with your own hands and suffer your soul to crawl like an insect upon the earth?

The giving and receiving of pleasure is a need and an ecstasy.

He who understands you is greater kin to you than your own brother. For even your own kindred neither understand you nor know your true worth.

Is not the beautiful moon, that inspires poets, the same moon which angers the silence of the sea with a terrible roar?

I have never agreed with my other self wholly. The truth of the matter seems to lie between us.