The tyrant dies and his rule is over, the martyr dies and his rule begins.
The Journals of KierkegaardIt kept him alive, he was certain; even more, it kept his darkest of his demons at bay.
Kiss of CrimsonAnd whoever walks a furlong without sympathy walks to his own funeral drest in his shroud.
Leaves of GrassThe number of the devil is not 666. That is only his area code, his number is unlisted.
The Last Testament: A Memoir by GodMan will find his own structured words, which will transfigure his into immortal.
My Ancestor Was an Ancient AstronautAs Ossie Jones crept out of his body and into the mist, his heart murmured till it was silent.
The StreetHis principles were out of date, but there was a good deal to be said for his prejudices.
The Picture of Dorian Gray