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The Bible Is Not Man's Word About God, But God's Word About Man.

Tis E'er The Lot Of The Innocent In The World, To Fly To The Wolf For Succor From The Lion.

The Genie Declared That In His Time And Place There Were Scientists Of The Passions Who Maintained That Language Itself, On The One Hand, Originated In 'infantile Pregenital Erotic Exuberance, Polymorphously Perverse,' And That Conscious Attention, On The Other, Was A 'libidinal Hypercathexis' - By Which Magic Phrases They Seemed To Mean That Writing And Reading, Or Telling And Listening, Were Literally Ways Of Making Love.

If You Would Learn A Thing, Straightway Declare Yourself A Professor Of It!

The First Obligation Of The Writer Is To Be Interesting. To Be Interesting; Not To Change The World.