I will not be your slave-what is the fortune of the earth when it burns like hellish fire?
When it makes sick, like poison? The struggle against you is accepted.
I will not rest until you have handed over your power to men.
Man must live.
You should obey.
I do not want to do without the beauty of the earth, the fragrance of the fields should not evade me, but the serpent poison should be slain, so that man can wander among the flowers. ~Salome, The Black Books, Vol. VII, Page 187