I must create a system, or be enslav'd by another man's.
This life's dim windows of the soul Distorts the heavens from pole to pole And leads you to believe a lie When you see with, not through, the eye.
The apple tree never asks the beech how he shall grow, nor the lion, the horse, how he shall take his prey.
The Goddess Fortune is the devil's servant, ready to kiss any one's ass.
Drive your cart and plow over the bones of the dead.
All the destruction in Christian Europe has arisen from deism, which is natural religion.