To die, to be really dead, that must be glorious. There are far worse things awaiting man than death.

Life without Liberty is far worse than death.

Why can't death - if we must have it - be always glorious, as in 'The Iliad?'

God will not damn a lunatic's soul. He knows that the powers of evil are too great for those of us with weak minds.

Superstition? Who can define the boundary line between the superstition of yesterday and the scientific fact of tomorrow?

The strength of the vampire is that people will not believe in him.