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The Masterless Man . . . Afflicted With The Magic Of The Necessary Words. . . . Words That May Become Alive And Walk Up And Down In The Hearts Of The Hearers.

The Three In One, The One In Three? Not So! To My Own Gods I Go. It May Be They Shall Give Me Greater Ease Than Your Cold Christ And Tangled Trinities.

All The People Like Us Are We, And Everyone Else Is They.

I Worked Like A Horse And I Ate Like A Hog And I Slept Like A Dead Man.

Not Getting What You Want Either Means You Don't Want It Enough, Or You Have Been Dealing Too Long With The Price You Have To Pay.