I am a forest, and a night of dark trees: but he [or she] who is not afraid of my darkness, will find banks full of roses under my cypresses.
A man who has not passed through the inferno of his passions has never overcome them.
Es hat keinen Sinn, dem Zeitgenossen die Vulgarität der heutigen Welt vor Augen zu führen: es ist gerade diese Vulgarität, die ihn verführt und begeistert.
To the strong there is no such thing as free will; for free will implies an alternative, and the strong man has no alternative. His ruling instinct leaves him no alternative, allows him no hesitation or vacillation. Strength of will is the absence of free will. If to the weak man strong will appears to have an alternative, it is a total misapprehension on his part.
Vandal Aesthetics
Tod der Lüge!
Death to the lie!
“Out of the surface of her (Durga’s) forehead, fierce with frown, issued suddenly Kali of terrible countenance, armed with a sword and noose. Bearing the strange khatvanga (skull-topped staff ), decorated with a garland of skulls, clad in a tiger’s skin, very appalling owing to her emaciated flesh, with gaping mouth, fearful with her tongue lolling out, having deep reddish eyes, filling the regions of the sky with her roars, falling upon impetuously and slaughtering the great asuras in that army, she devoured those hordes of the foes of the devas.”
