Emotions Are The Curse Of Logic.

What Has Mood To Do With It? You Fight When The Necessity Arises—no Matter The Mood! Mood's A Thing For Cattle Or Making Love Or Playing The Baliset. It's Not For Fighting.

Love Is A Very Ancient Force, Which Served Its Purpose In Its Day But No Longer Is Essential For The Survival Of The Species.

Words Are Such Gross Machinery, So Primitive And Ambiguous.

A Man Is A Fool Not To Put Everything He Has, At Any Given Moment, Into What He Is Creating.

Guilt Starts As A Feeling Of Failure.