There is no way back for me now, I'm going to take you on journeys you've never dreamed possible
Blessed is he who has acquired a wealth of divine wisdom, but miserable he in whom there rests a dim opinion concerning the gods.
There are forces in nature called Love and Hate. The force of Love causes elements to be attracted to each other and to be built up into some particular form or person, and the force of Hate causes the decomposition of things.
For before this I was born once a boy, and a maiden, and a plant, and a bird, and a darting fish in the sea.
Each man believes only his experience.
None of the gods has formed the world, nor has any man, it has always been.
Having glimpsed a small part of life, men rise up and disappear as smoke, knowing only what each one has learned.
I feel like a goddess, jailed in her Olympus. Little wonder how the gods toyed with humans. Toyed with women, to watch them squirm, pollinate the seeds of despair; toyed with men, to satiate their Seven Deadly Sins.
First of all, I'm pretty private about my personal life.
Ultimately, no man or woman is happy unless they have found a way to contribute beyond themselves.
Why is it that private insurance companies are not in trouble because people are getting older? Aren't they subject to the same demographics? The difference is that they've accumulated a fund, not a pay-in, pay-out system.