Do I hold anything to be self-evident? I doubt it. Power doesn’t always corrupt. Rich men are not always in want of a wife. Certainly not all men are born equal, I know too many losers. I’ve never seen a cloud with any sort of lining at all. I am even vaguely convinced that one day, despite my understanding of physics, the sun will in fact refuse to rise. There is nothing that is completely true, or completely false, really. Everything has exceptions. Even my own beliefs and doubts. Perhaps that is my only axiom, then: that there are none.