It Is Not Death Or

I Was Once Invited To Take Part In A Heroic, Possibly Fatal Enterprise, But I Declined, Mainly On Account Of Sloth.

I Must Confess That I Know Nothing Whatsoever About True Underlying Reality, Never Having Met Any.

There Never Was A Good War Or A Bad Revolution.

Death Is Every Man's Final Critic. To Die Well You Must Live Bravely.

Nobody Seems More Obsessed By Diet Than Our Antimaterialist, Otherworldly, New Age, Spiritual Types. But If The Material World Is Merely Illusion, An Honest Guru Should As Content With Budweiser And Bratwurst As With Raw Carrot Juice, Tofu, And Seaweed Slime.