The Truth Is, No Man Is White

The Purpose Of Man Is Like The Purpose Of A Pollywog - To Wiggle Along As Far As He Can Without Dying; Or, To Hang To Life Until Death Takes Him.

I Cannot Tell And I Shall Never Know How Many Words Of Mine Might Have Given Birth To Cruelty In Place Of Love And Kindness And Charity.

I Feel As I Always Have, That The Earth Is The Home And The Only Home Of Man, And I Am Convinced That Whatever He Is To Get Out Of His Existence He Must Get While He Is Here.

There Are A Lot Of Myths Which Make The Human Race Cruel And Barbarous And Unkind. Good And Evil, Sin And Crime, Free Will And The Like Delusions Made To Excuse God For Damning Men And To Excuse Men For Crucifying Each Other.

Autobiography Is Never Entirely True. No One Can Get The Right Perspective On Himself. Every Fact Is Colored By Imagination And Dream.