Not the torturer will scare me nor the body's final fall nor the barrels of death's rifles nor the shadows on the wall nor the night when to the ground the last dim star of pain is hurled but the blind indifference of a merciless unfeeling world.

Well to the people who pray for me to not only have an agonising death but then be reborn to have an agonising and horrible eternal life of torture I say 'Well good on you. See you there.'

Men do not accept their prophets and slay them but they love their martyrs and worship those whom they have tortured to death.

Wild animals never kill for sport. Man is the only one to whom the torture and death of his fellow creatures is amusing in itself.

There will one day spring from the brain of science a machine or force so fearful in its potentialities so absolutely terrifying that even man the fighter who will dare torture and death in order to inflict torture and death will be appalled and so abandon war forever.

My imagination completely controls me and forever feeds the fire that burns with dark red light in my heart by bringing me the best dreams. I've always had a wild imagination a big heart and a tortured soul so I feel that dark fantasy love and horror are in my blood.

If in my youth I had realized that the sustaining splendour of beauty of with which I was in love would one day flood back into my heart there to ignite a flame that would torture me without end how gladly would I have put out the light in my eyes.