Like all dreamers, I mistook disenchantment for truth.

the worst part about being lied to is knowing you werent worth the truth

I tell you in truth: all men are Prophets or else God does not exist.

Neither sex, without some fertilization of the complimentary characters of the other, is capable of the highest reaches of human endeavor.

Every existing thing is born without reason, prolongs itself out of weakness, and dies by chance.

We do not judge the people we love.