Despite the horror, we survivors were endowed with a will to survive. Or instinct. Or maybe it was faith.

The populace think that your rejection of popular standards is a rejection of all standard, and mere antinomianism; and the bold sensualist will use the name of philosophy to gild his crimes. But the law of consciousness abides.

The creative process is a cocktail of instinct, skill, culture and a highly creative feverishness. It is not like a drug; it is a particular state when everything happens very quickly, a mixture of consciousness and unconsciousness, of fear and pleasure, it's a little like making love, the physical act of love.

There is evil in all of us, and it is the mark of a man how he defies the evil within.

Hate is the father of all evil.

It's up to you, not fate.