The Manuscript May Go Forth

One Never Feels Such Distaste For One's Countrymen And Countrywomen As When One Meets Them Abroad.

Once Learnt, This Business Of Cooking Was To Prove An Ever Growing Burden. It Scarcely Bears Thinking About, The Time And Labour That Man And Womankind Has Devoted To The Preparation Of Dishes That Are To Melt And Vanish In A Moment Like Smoke Or A Dream, Like A Shadow, And As A Post That Hastes By, And The Air Closes Behind Them, Afterwards No Sign Where They Went Is To Be Found.

The Impulse To Ask Questions Is Among The More Primitive Human Lusts.

You Point Out That War Is Only A Symptom Of The Whole Horrid Business Of Human Behavior, And Cannot Be Isolated. And That, Even If We Abolish War, We Shall Not Abolish Hate And Greed. So Might It Have Been Argued About Slave Emancipation, That Slavery Was But One Aspect Of Human Disgustingness, And That To Abolish It Would Not End The Barbarity That Causes It. But Did The Abolitionists Therefore Waste Their Breath? And Do We Waste Ours Now In Protesting Against War?

We Know One Another's Faults, Virtues, Catastrophes, Mortifications, Triumphs, Rivalries, Desires, And How Long We Can Each Hang By Our Hands To A Bar. We Have Been Banded Together Under Pack Codes And Tribal Laws.