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.