Memory... Is An Internal Rumor.

The Fly That Prefers Sweetness To A Long Life May Drown In Honey.

Does The Thoughtful Man Suppose That...the Present Experiment In Civilization Is The Last World We Will See?

If You Prefer Illusions To Realities, It Is Only Because All Decent Realities Have Eluded You And Left You In The Lurch; Or Else Your Contempt For The World Is Mere Hypocrisy And Funk.

History Is Always Written Wrong, And So Always Needs To Be Rewritten.

Truth Is One Of The Realities Covered In The Eclectic Religion Of Our Fathers By The Idea Of God. Awe Very Properly Hangs About It, Since It Is The Immovable Standard And Silent Witness Of All Our Memories And Assertions; And The Past And The Future, Which In Our Anxious Life Are So Differently Interesting And So Differently Dark, Are One Seamless Garment For The Truth, Shining Like The Sun.