An intelligent hell would be better than a stupid paradise.

. . .where there is no more hope, song remains.

If the soul is left in darkness, sins will be committed. The guilty one is not he who commits the sin, but the one who causes the darkness.

To die for lack of love is horrible. The asphyxia of the soul.

Now life has killed the dream I dreamed.

The merciful precepts of Christ will at last suffuse the Code and it will glow with their radiance. Crime will be considered an illness with its own doctors to replace your judges and its hospitals to replace your prisons. Liberty shall be equated with health. Ointments and oil shall be applied to limbs that were once shackled and branded. Infirmities that once were scourged with anger shall now be bathed with love. The cross in place of the gallows: sublime and yet so simple.

During a wise man's whole life, his destiny holds his philosophy in a state of siege.