I am a lover of truth a worshipper of freedom a celebrant at the altar of language and purity and tolerance.
We ought to fly away from earth to heaven as quickly as we can and to fly away is to become like God as far as this is possible and to become like him is to become holy just and wise.
I never did anything worth doing by accident nor did any of my inventions...
Cunning... is but the low mimic of wisdom.
Only the dead have seen the end of war.
From your silken hair to your delicate feet you are perfection to me....
Until they put that sand and dirt in my face I will not sit in church all...
God has no religion.
