Anger is evidence that you are wrong.

Anger is really disappointed hope.

Anger is the fluid love bleeds when cut.

Anger implies love. The man who is angered by nothing cares about nothing.

The Crowd is always wrong. Wisdom is doing everything it does not do.

The Crowd is always a mass grave that death never visited.

A Crowd is not company.

The Crowd is chaotic by nature — Nothing is so uncertain or so inestimable as the disposition of a crowd.

Darkness is a situation where our vision is more psychic than physical, reaching out partially behind us, limiting what we can see straight ahead.

Darkness is the mother of thought

Darkness is similar to light in that it too is blinding.

Darkness is but one while the sunlights differ.

Fear is the fire that melts Icarian wings.

Fear is many-eyed.

Fear is the parent of cruelty.

Fear is the mother of superstition.