What is a creature, that strives all its life, to render account just to itself. And nothing but itself.
The sole master of its being.
Its will, a fortress, of integrity, strength and virtue.
Withstanding the powers of misbelief and ill-usage, harbored by institutions with their truth cast in stones.
How dare a man confound faith and fact. How dare a man be so presumptous.
No knowledge so intuitive, no knowledge so profound.
Never will i allow myself to be insomuch misled, by being guided by faith.
Your might is but a myth.