Profit is sweet, even if it comes from deception.
When men have killed joy, I do not believe they still live.
I recommend...bread, meat, vegetables, and beer.
It is not righteousness to outrage
Yet I pity the poor wretch, though he's my enemy. He's yoked to an evil delusion, but the same fate could be mine. I see clearly: we who live are all phantoms, fleeing shadows.
I was born to join in love, not hate - that is my nature.