Reason Is The Servant Of

If You Don't Go To Other Men's Funerals, They Won't Go To Yours.

The Creatures That Want To Live A Life Of Their Own, We Call Wild. If Wild, Then No Matter How Harmless, We Treat Them As Outlaws, And Those Of Us Who Are Specially Well Brought Up Shoot Them For Fun.

A Universe Capable Of Giving Birth To Many Such Accidents Is-- Blind Or Not-- A Good World To Live In, A Promising Universe.

Babies Are Unreasonable; They Expect Far Too Much Of Existence. Each New Generation That Comes Takes One Look At The World, Thinks Wildly, "is This All They've Done To It?" And Bursts Into Tears.

I Was Different Unique And Always Happy. At School This Attracted Playground Harassment. Nowadays, While I Remain Effervescent, Quicker To Perceive Enmity I Reserve My Warmest Touches And Smiles For Those Who Smolder With Envy.