Perish The Universe, Provided I

Well - When I Write My Book, And Tell The Tale Of My Adventures - All These Little Stars That Shake Out Of My Cloak - I Must Save Those To Use For Asterisks.

Luckless Is The Country In Which The Symbols Of Procreation Are The Objects Of Shame, While The Agents Of Destruction Are Honored! And Yet You Call That Member Your Pudendum, Or Shameful Part, As If There Were Anything More Glorious Than Creating Life, Or Anything More Atrocious Than Taking It Away.

Prometheus Heretofore Went Up To Heaven, And Stole Fire From Thence. Have Not I As Much Boldness As He?

We Have Observed For Thirty Centuries That A Large Nose Is A Sign On The Door Of Our Face That Says 'herein Dwells A Man Who Is Intelligent, Prudent, Courteous, Affable, Noble-minded And Generous'. A Small Nose Is A Cork On The Bottle Of The Opposite Vices.

The People Of Your World Became So Stupid And Rude That My Companions And I No Longer Enjoyed Teaching Them. You Must Surely Have Heard Of Us: We Were Called Oracles, Nymphs, Spirits, Fairies, Household Gods, Lemures, Larvas, Lamias, Sprites, Water-nymphs, Incubi, Shades, Spirits Of The Dead, Specters And Ghosts.