A Frenzied Passion For Art Is A

The Cannon Thunders... Limbs Fly In All Directions... One Can Hear The Groans Of Victims And The Howling Of Those Performing The Sacrifice... It's Humanity In Search Of Happiness.

Thanks Be To God, Who Gives Us Sufferingas Sacred Remedy For All Our Sins,that Best And Purest Essence Which Preparesthe Strong In Spirit For Divine Delights!

Even If It Were Proven That God Didn't Exist, Religion Would Still Be Saintly And Divine.

Whether You Come From Heaven Or Hell, What Does It Matter, O Beauty!

I Am A Cemetery Abhorred By The Moon, In Which Long Worms Crawl Like Remorse.