A man is first reverent about himself, and self-respect is the first stage in reverence for all things.

The fixed stars signify the angel in man. That is why man orients himself by them; and that is why women have no appreciation for the starry sky; because they have no sense of the angel in man.

No men who really think deeply about women retain a high opinion of them; men either despise women or they have never thought seriously about them.

In those rare individual cases where women approach genius they also approach masculinity.

Every true, eternal problem is an equally true, eternal fault; every answer an atonement, every realisation an improvement.

The genius which runs to madness is no longer genius.

The deepest, the intelligible, part of the nature of man is that part which does not take refuge in causality, but which chooses in freedom the good or the bad.

It is not the fear of death which creates the desire for immortality, but the desire for immortality which causes the fear of death.

Woman, in short, has an unconscious life, man a conscious life, and the genius the most conscious life.

But the higher a man mounts, the greater may be his fall; all genius is a conquering of chaos, mystery.

An individual's arrogance is always in proportion to his lack of self-assurance.

...and there you have it, another body on the floor surrounded by things that don't mean much to anyone except to the one who can't take any of them along.

And the most important thing - apart from telling a good, believable story, and being a true character - is to be someone the audience will care about, even if you're playing a murderer or rapist.

Some people only speak of freedom of speech while they're out of power. Once they're in power, they're ruthless in suppressing the rights of others.

I think that's part of the creative process to disagree about certain ideas. But we also agree just as much as we disagree, in the band, I would say.

Behind me the branches of a wasted and sterile existence are cracking.

Bound by Love, But sworn to Kill.

We’ve evolved to be smart enough to make ourselves sick.

It is not by change of place that we can come nearer to Him who is in every place, but by the cultivation of pure desires and virtuous habits.

Today carve out a quiet interlude for yourself in which to dream, pen in hand. Only dreams give birth to change.

When you are infinitely indebted for your body, for Knowledge, for things you have received, and for your own life, then you bask in the abundance of the Creator