It’s the dark heart of the beast that holds the greatest conviction. Unyielding, unrepentant, despising creation. Destruction is its glory.
Better to be broken than empty; wounds heal, but no void bears fruit.
The illusion of love is the ultimate aphrodisiac. And the deadliest poison.
Every obsession you have creates an abyss of probability.
The sages dress as a clowns not for your entertainment but for their protection. (with gratitude to Oscar Wilde)
Advising people not to pursue what they clearly excel at is a most devious crime, often embraced by the victim, mistaking envy for concern.
It’s the pebble in the shoe not the rock on the road that ends up hurting you most. Focus on the pebbles, they’re easier to remove, walk around the rocks.
In matters of transformation always be aware that your old self was devised to be a shield by the child you were, before it became a prison.
First, flatter. If in vain, intimidate. Failing that, offer help. If declined, eliminate. — The only battle you need to win.
Lord forgive us the sad tale of every philosophy inevitably turning into fashion.