One Of The Things That

Most Science Fiction, Quite Frankly, Is Silly Nonsense.

You Pigs, You. You Rut Like Pigs, Is All. You Got The Most In You, And You Use The Least. You Hear Me, You? Got A Million In You And Spend Pennies. Got A Genius In You And Think Crazies. Got A Heart In You And Feel Empties. All A You. Every You.

The Damnable Frustration Of Revenge. Revenge Is For Dreams...never For Reality.

Be Grateful That You Only See The Outward Man. Be Grateful That You Never See The Passions, The Hatreds, The Jealousies, The Malice, The Sicknesses... Be Grateful You Rarely See The Frightening Truth In People.

One Of The Things That Everybody Knows About Space Travel But Never Mentions Is Its Aphrodisiac Quality.