I find the world and all it contains extremely fascinating. Is this sinful?
Men of great spirit are at high risk at a time when small souls rule the world.
We are born by accident into a purely random universe.
I hate no one, sir. It seems a waste of emotional energy.
Utopias are boring. Distopias on the other hand, are interesting.
To devote oneself to vigilance when the enemy is an imaginary one is idle, and to congratulate oneself for looking long and well for a foe that is not coming is foolish and sinful. My life has been a waste.